It's the momentary buzz
the high from those first
few words exchanged.
It's the words that make
you forget why or how
you were so sad just
moments ago.
It's the tide rushing
over your feet
or for once
letting the wind blow
through your hair
allowing it to feel good
and you, alive.
Wishing this moment
could remain
in all the days to come
as the memory of loss
sadness, blame
fade into the background
like a shadowy figure
lurking offstage
one you thought
you knew
but the image
less and less distinct
hazy, more like fog
burning off the morning
disappearing into the sky
until it appears no more.
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