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amongst the rush
the crowd and noise
caught in an intimate
unfinished embrace
caressing her neck
he whispers in her ear
try not to worry try not to cry
and if i don't come back
he begs her never question why

perceptively responding
she captures
the drifting moment
deep within
letting him go
releasing his life
the long distance
between them
looms once again

already yearning
calling his kiss
searching to fill the emptiness
she finds his old tattered shirt
drawing him in
she breathes his life
finds his love
sees his smile

as dawn unfolds
dreaming he's there
he touches her
embraces her
holding her near
wearing his old favorite shirt
again, he whispers in her ear
try not to worry
try not to cry
i'm coming back soon