He was a good man
and he showed her
all his love

He listened to birds
and whistled soft replies
in her direction

He lit candles in summer
and found moments
to softly caress her

There were nights
quiet nights
when he held her

He liked walking
hand in hand, bare-footed
on crisp fall beaches

With her, he had no need
of fantasy or daydreams,
she was everything

Everything
he ever wanted
in a perfect world

But sound – words
never traveled farther
than his arms could reach

And she was always
too far away
to hear him whisper


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