What if your closure’s not abstract… but scent, and touch, and burning..
Just once, take off your words and your illusions, and walk in bare and honest to meet my eye..
What if that’s all you need? Just grasp it, it’s yours! It’s always been..
If only you weren’t seven hours too late..
Perhaps it’d be Goodbye, then. Or Hello..
Hey, thanks for my inspiration. It’s priceless…