An apology between friends
That kiss of words on lips
Seductive in its subtlety
Longing to make things right
When love’s been abandoned
Tossed like so much dice
A startling black on white
Acquiescence of a sort
Designed to mollify
To knit a pattern of beauty
That will stand time’s test
And yet it ends in silence
A span of time that stretches
Uncomfortable in its breadth
A living, breathing organism
That says more than mere words
Shocked into a startled breath
An exhale chased from shadow
To stand in the harsh light
Judge and jury in its gaze
Fresh burning in its blaze
Like so much scorched earth
Between acquaintances
Parting opposite ways
A sorrow in the turning
Words poised on lips
That will never speak again.
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