Por Madame Poem by Kevin Parkin
Por Madame
And the broken sounds of evening
Play on scattered memories.
We look back across a divide
towards each other
Yearning for the moments that
we used to know.
Our hands dance erratically,
drawing in the air as
they reach,
but always side-stepping.
A sentence left
unfinished,
Hanging, suspended,
for the moment
When I say
'I love you.'
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