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Your absence aches me
I feel the pull, the hollow,
withdrawal itching
through my veins.

We resonate
like water in the ocean,
two whales clicking,
bound by devotion.

Your light is carried by the tides
ebb lays me bare,
flow overwhelms,
waves remind me
of all I’m longing for.
i see the moon panting
during a solar eclipse,
pulling the sun out of our sight
it feels like a burial
not with dirt,
not with a shovel,
not with a shroud,
not with a grave,
but with its own shadow.
šŸŒ”
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