Poet’s Corner

 

Where did you go?

 

Where did you go?

The person that I thought I knew,

the one I understood,

who understood me in return.

The one with whom I could speak

for endless hours, and touch

through endless nights.

The one who never hurried,

and never tired.

The one who desired only me,

as much as I desired thee.

The one with whom I longed for sunsets,

and for whom I cursed the sun for rising.

The one for whom now was never soon enough

and later was unbearable.

Where did you go?

 

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