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I live my days with you, but far away.
I lie awake at night wishing you could
Take away my aloneness, but you cannot.
I walk the New York summer
Listening to you laugh in the trees
And kiss in the sunshine.
I have known myself through your eyes now.
I have listened to the echo of your thoughts
Resonating within me in love's harmony.
You smudge color into wild flowers.
You squeeze water from the rocks
Into a gurgling spring, that becomes my brook.
The evening sun smudges the grass
Through green branches, as the park strolls by,
While I sit, waiting for you to come.
You do not come,
Truth tempts me into lying,
So I tell myself: this is all I need.
`
White Plains, NY
July, 2013
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