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she toys
with the burned end of her braid
and refuses to meet his stoic gaze
lest she be trapped in its depths
while nuggets of misdirection
fall from her lips
he fumbles
the apology he carried
encased
in a softening shell of time
and the sand
sprinkles out
from a hole
in its side
the claims they laid
upon each other expire
and the sky shed its tears
in solidarity
and in vain
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Relationship is such a broad topic, fertile and dense, so say. And yet, there is some nice freshness in your poem, too. Upvoted.
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