Nothing is resolved

She is standing there
swallowed in my shadow.
Lightly on her feet,
a tiny earth that covers her.
What my lips have kissed,
I taste once again.
I asked her is this heaven or hell?
“Only the magpies in their high,
lonely circles can tell”, she replies
My heart stirs again in a quiet pain,
and I weep like a child for the past.

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