someone, please – IV (a kyrielle)

The nights that sprout between long days
have burned us both in countless ways.
We had to fly so we could grow,
but never shall I let you go.

Your laughter was a soothing balm,
which wrapped my life in Fortune’s palm.
The pain of parting now doth flow,
but never shall I let you go.

Raw wounds are healing piece by piece.
I pray your torment soon shall cease;
thy book has been a tale of woe,
but never shall I let you go.

Weak bodies break but rise again
to walk amongst the world of men.
To us, there’s nothing that you owe,
but never shall I let you go.

Please stay to know your golden years;
please wipe away such dreary tears.
We may not breathe a new “hello”,
but never shall I let you go.

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