Your Absence
your absence
I kill the flame
that inspired my poem
I kill the flame
that inspired my poem
Cinquain
Tonight
I am worn out
with wishing on winter stars
just as cold and faraway as
you are.
* * *
Your love
wraps around me,
soft, solid, and silent--
one more seashell where I can't hear
the sea.
I am worn out
with wishing on winter stars
just as cold and faraway as
you are.
* * *
Your love
wraps around me,
soft, solid, and silent--
one more seashell where I can't hear
the sea.
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