wardha jawdat - ...what love costs....

and we're back where we began
back to the hauntings
to the lonely wanderings
back to where the longings
all began.................

and we're back at that turnstile
which we crossed hand in hand
only to part at the other side
even as it swayed
even as we kissed

we're there suspended in time
and nowhere else is there any trace
and the nothingness created by your absence
has left room for pain and regret
for my own fall from grace...

wardha jawdat

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