Deep
I am what I am not
In this density
Thick, deep, I forgot
The immensity, the intensity
In her eyes
Beyond the skies and the land
Beside the mundane, the daily tasks
The imprint of her gemtle hand
I carry on my coffee flasks
Empty
Space, inside and outside
Resonance of her laughter I hear
My heart smiling inside
Bitter sweet she is far and near
Deep
silently I weep
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