Your name flows out of the tap
It hides in the steam
It escapes my fingers
Your name rings with every drop of rain
It is written on windows and mirrors
Your name is easier to whisper
Your name smoothed the memory
Your name is the weight we carry
Your name has become our silence
Your name knocks softly on doors
And it brushes my hand
And it becomes easy
And it loses meaning
As I’m losing you
I love this!! 😀
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