You are just one of the lines on my palm,
A whisper of fate in a world so vast.
In shadows of laughter, where moments are calm,
We danced through the night, but the die was cast.
Each memory flickers like stars in the night,
A flicker of warmth in a cold, distant sea.
We reached for the heavens, held dreams in our sight,
But time, like a river, just flowed endlessly.
Now echoes of laughter fade softly away,
As silence envelops the dreams that we spun.
Though parting may linger like dusk turning gray,
The lessons of love remain deeply won.
In the quiet of night, I look back with grace,
Embracing the journey, both shadow and balm.
Though paths may diverge in this intricate space,
You are just one of the lines on my palm.
© Наташа Костенко
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One of the lines on my palm
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