A last waltz
Words slipped
From memories
Searching a lost dream,
That unrepeatable dream.
The grief was coiled inward,
Poisoning our love.
It was a dance,
A last waltz.
Our souls, still entwined,
Tried to keep our bodies
Alive.
Our clay
Erratically moved,
In searching help.
A crying arose
Between us.
It was like
The sonority
Of crushing everything.
I was only a woman,
I understood everything.
You were my man,
But there was nothing
Between us
Anymore.
The unsaid words
Pricked my tongue and palate,
Remaining shackled inside.
You looked at me.
In your eyes
I tried to see again
Our November,
But
I did not see anything,
Maybe I could not see,
Maybe you were opaque.
I did not actually know.
I know nothing even now,
As I did not know
Even then,
I only knew that I must leave.
They told me to do this.
They had the power.
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poem by Marieta Maglas
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