My finger traces a fine line
pausing at the edge of the fading sparkle
in your eyes
I am transported to a place I cannot know
but have been to so many times with you
When you were the child whose
heart was sailing with the clouds
Now the clouds pass behind your eyes and
cover the sun until the darkness scares me away
and I cannot feel you anymore
The robe swallows your voice that
sings strong and pure
Thread by thread the sweet sound is
absorbed into the weave so tangled
silence is confused
Find your way back through the echoes
you left so long ago
I will call out to you and stay very still
so the circles you travel will find me
where I will always be
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