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Long we need to talk our hearts both crying
We drug out our war stories to catch up with each other
She smiled as I talked and nodded to show me she knew
Occasionally I smiled but was tainted by the
Overthrowing sadness of our leaky hearts

There were moments when I looked at her
Just moments and everything glimmered
Of once strong love and the broken faces
Hold more then our words would tell

Having trotted out the damage
Commiserating on our Failures we
Divine strength from our separate weaknesses
She looks to the floor a key for her
Facilitate the end of the meeting

She arises toward the door a ritual
To free the closeness we have touched
A ghost dance is enacted from our limbs
We wrap arms haunted frail ribbons of memory
A dying shell of love we shared

The air between us met a spirit hears us
Cries helpless to intercede the dance has ended
She is gone the arch of my doorway is staid emptiness
Shared failures of our separate weaknesses