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Absence



You cannot hear the beating of my heart,

as it beat against your chest.

I can no longer hear your soft sighs

breathed into my ear.

next to me in sleep.



I no longer smell

the scent of your skin ,

damp with our love.

I cannot see the even

rise an fall of your chest

In satisfied sleep of loves.



My body is no longer locked

in the circle of your arms

in that safe warm embrace



I feel the loss completely

Only emptiness remains.  



©Jeanne Brickman