Tuesday, October 29, 2024

Missing

In English we say: 
I miss you and 
I can't wait to see you.


But in poetry we say:
The days stretch like 
how the sea stretches endlessly 
when traveling by the sea 
Each one aching with your absence. 

Each one aching without you.

My heart holds its breath, 
counting down moments until I get to see you again,
When the horizon fades, I see you, and
When distance fades, we are whole.

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