A presence
real as the day
this time yesterday
Beyond the reach
of hand or heart,
Now, no more.
Eyes half-closed,
body still there,
a defeated desire.
I stare into the void
where once lay
the reason for my being
Any moment as if
He'll part his greyed lips
and utter my name
I pour my life
into ears and eyes
lest I miss
an yearning
of a lifetime.
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