THANK YOU,
for all that we shared.
The irrationally-laden meeting,
dry-cleaned with humble hearts.
Thank you.
For all that we shared.
The on-the-road encounter,
gleaning amidst a grief-stricken face,
finding solace in each other's gaze.
Thank you.
For all that we shared.
The bold-innocent intrusion
simmered with a smart, soothing smile,
calming the chaos, all the while.
Thank you.
For all that we passed over.
The deafening silent moments.
The piercing eyes probing, like a shooting pointer light,
illuminating the path, banishing the night. Thank you.
Thank you,
for all that we went through.
The quaking, like an earthquake, quenched;
bruises from the lashes of life's turmoil, healed;
and all, with greater affinity, survived.
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