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Message to a Familiar

We are lost

In whirlpools of

Our own creation,

Married to strangers

Who hear our voices

But do not understand

Our words –

The words that are

The holy grail

Of our existence.

But we are here

And we hear

Each other.

We know music

And poetry.

The melody in each note,

Heard,

The integrity of each syllable,

Understood,

Like magic –

Beautiful and elusive –

Spells in our poems,

Incantations in our songs,

Divinity in the lilt of

Our voices.

Do not grow cold,

My Familiar,

For this magic will be

Frozen

In the winter

Of your heart.

Find the warmth

That runs in your music,

And your poetry

And let it flow

Between us,

For we know

And we hear

Each other.