I miss –

the eyes
the lips
whirling
falling
into emptiness

holding
onto life
and joy
and love

onto thought
and flesh
and time
when time spent

passes like a winking eye
like a smile:
fleeting
full
thoughtful

like the night
like the bright
coloured light of dawn
of the sun rising.

Like the morning sky
waking
in each others’ arms
dreaming
laughing
smiling.

I miss –

you!

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