
Leon Faesulis
@leonfaesulis
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Hello... it's raining, huh?
It has always rained, nothing new,
even when we smiled at each other, naked in bed,
passion tangled in the sheets,
while insecurity lay hidden beneath the pillows.
We never noticed, but inside us, it was raining—
not a summer storm,
but winter’s tears beneath a leaden sky,
promising endless, rain-soaked days.
And now our love is sick,
weary, feverish, chilled,
and all it takes is a hello—
and silence—to wound us.
And perhaps love doesn’t die in tempests,
but in slow rains no one bothers to dry.
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Can someone endure without words?
Today, you are a woman without a voice,
once my anchor, my steadfast shore.
How many roads walked without your guidance,
how many falls,
how many silenced tears.
I longed to draw from your strength,
but today, you are a child,
delicate, fleeting,
and I must weave a veil of light
to keep the weight of sorrow from resting upon you.
Mom.
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