Diana Vitantonio

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Torn

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Torn

at sea

in a ship 

made for 

different waters

I reach 

for your 

hand

you take it

along with 

my eyes

together we

make room for 

all the emotions

“Can I hold you

before I go?”

I ask 

you lean into me

our embrace

a long kiss goodbye

at the end 

you whisper

“Take me with you”