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The ache in your hands

Will not go away

Arthritic joints 

Crumbling cartilage

Stumbling through days

Years ago you were a flame

Meteoric 

Euphoric

A dark star

Slipping behind the shadow

Of a moon waxed full

Awake with the knowledge

That love was made of gravity

Awake with the fear

That comes to us all

Slick with sweat

Alone in the night

Aware that the promise

Was in the ending.