Half of a Bursting Heart

Cloudless sound
echoing throughout
the hall.

Gleaming oak,
polished to
splinter-free
perfection.

I dedicate
this dance
this song
this life
to the one
“that got away”,
the one
that never truly left—
he rests
on the top shelf
of my closet,
fluffy limbs
the best for snuggling.
My candle
on the water
in the wind
on a cloudless
night
when Orion
seems just too
far away,
here’s my toast.

I’ll drink an extra
glass for you.

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