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Two Weeks

                                                                  

 

The space, separation, absence we've endured

Feels less like two weeks

Than two years, two decades, two eons,

 

And yet, all I can sense, imagine, realize

Is that no breaths escaped our togetherness,

Drifted off or, if, indeed, a few did,

 

They were those of the lovers in us

Who still haven't met, on this earthly journey,

Breaths that will, one day, kiss the spirits we'll be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

        

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