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""How we danced...""

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Our loop is much like faith,
invisible yet painfully palpable.

But when freighted with the knowledge
that the fluttering of the smallest wings
can send immeasurable cracks through time,
I have to close this dangerous circle.

I have to learn how to let you go

How it once went...

A bullet took you,
your eyes still brilliant
in defiance of the dark,
a dimpled smile before
whispering your last words...

"How we danced..."

We'll have that final waltz one day
even if you will be unable to recognize
the lines weathering my tired face,
the chords will be familiar to you.

Something once broke when
too many notes harmonized,
history was far too fragile
to let us have each other.

I'll get to keep brief flickers.

A gloved hand faintly touching mine in the sun,
deeper warmth seeping through crocheted patterns,
night winds sweeping over your bare form
years before through an open hotel window.

But I have to close this circle
if I cannot save you,
I have to let you go.

We'll have our final dance one day
but you will only recognize me
like residue from a vague sweet dream,
a familiar harmony between interlaced hands.

I knew you in another life,
even though history is
far too fragile to hold on to,
time folds to give us this.

A brief brilliance pouring through us
as we dance in defiance of the dark.

How it once ended...

Your blood soaked my shirt
in a bright crimson river,
the only warmth I'd have left,
a last breath in shaking arms
as you spoke one sentence...

"How we danced..."

I'll get to keep the most potent flickers.

The sunset in every strand of your hair,
slightly tangled after making love,
years before smiling as we first met,
as you barely touched my palm and left
every vein surging to a new current.

But I have to close this circle,
if the smallest wings can flutter
and crack time with dangerous ripples,
if our loop is the same as faith,
invisible yet painfully palpable.

I have to let you go to save you.

But I refuse to forget...

"How we danced."
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Written by elliotlacey31
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