In Your Absence
The core of me intently listens
to that which, in your absence, I merely
imagined having heard;
Once again, I speak eloquently
of that which, when you were away, I only
mumbled to myself;
And, surefooted, I pick my way in the dark
where, without you, I tumbled and fell.
Thank you.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2007
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