No Farewells of the Heart

 

Farewells are but that place we part

There are no farewells of the heart

Though touch of skin may softly cool

As handshakes end and moments pool

To chart a day, a year, or more

The heart can hold its tenfold score

The farewell of tick-tocks in time

Are but the rhythm in life’s rhyme

We chart love’s tender agonies

Into thought woven memories

And there we keep its precious art

For farewells cannot steal the heart

Into a season’s aftermath

Mute moments meld Time’s painted path

Though farewell severs our clutch

We simply part where flesh can touch

And though our cherished memories smart

There are no farewells of the heart

© J~