Elated tears, once you return,
despite your choler, absent care,
replenishing your vacant stare
with hopes, though promise hardly kept.
Contented am I to have wept.
How clarity obscures your guise:
that dovish fury flees your eyes,
lays plain the pains you savor yet
when reminiscing to forget
those somewheres you have never stepped.
Together, sharing loneliness,
we'll sit, refuse to acquiesce,
our silence rising to confess
a love no illness will suppress.
Paradoxcart © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: December 1, 2019