PLATONIC LOVE
Glimpsing back into yesterday—
My heart journeys through time, both tender and slow
For your soul’s pure tenderness wraps me deep,
Aching with what’s gone, yet soothing my woe
I turn my gaze from the sky’s vast, glowing rim—
Too often drawn to its call, yet finding peace in retreat
My gray strands gleam like light’s embers grown dim,
A mark of years past, and a soft reminder sweet
I held them sharp and whole within my mind’s core—
Those faded frames I’ve counted through seasons untold
Pages of freedom I trace with lips warm no more,
Yet their words cradle me, as the moon holds the cold
It watches the earth, never drawing too near—
I wait to hear your voice, each note a gentle ache
Flipping through screens, chasing what isn’t here—
While old melodies play, wrapping me like a wake... 🌘✨ 01042026. © LanZhan
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