Those days and nights
without your voice
I live in a dark place -
a deep canyon
where the air is too still
and the river has dried -
I am afraid.
Memories of you echo
in the emptiness
of each lone moment
and I long
for just a whisper in my ear.
I worry about the world
without you -
how will the flowers open up
when you have gone away?
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Written August 17th, 2006
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This is a sweet thought. Like it was supposed to be fleeting, yet it stuck.
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Excellant and fun/sad
Ay, amazing indeed. Your words bring back a host of memories, some bitter sweet; others exuberantly joyful. Thank you for writing it. -
Well I dont think I need to tell you how much I like this poem. Great write. as always I love reading your work. Thank you for sharing.
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amazing work, as always
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