One
by one you disappear in front of me,
Before
I have time to turn on my mind,
We
are scattered by a gentle breeze.
The
hallways we walked together are empty,
Now
that all the people have gone—
In
our hearts we are empty too.
I
can’t pretend I understand this feeling,
But
at least I have come to recognize it,
As
where hearts are broken.
Longing
drives us forward
And
passion draws the line.
Destinies
may intermingle,
But
will soon be torn apart.
One
by one we will all be torn apart.
Dannyetman
www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com
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