A Rhythm of Regret

One day
we’ll stand
on the precipice
of fate’s steepest cliffs
and reach
through space
across a gorge
dug by missed opportunities.
We’ll align
our palms
and whisper
through the fog
of past memories.
Our hearts beating as one–
a doleful rhythm
of regret.

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Featured image via flickr by Chris[tmas] K

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