poemetry

2020-9-16

there’s a tenderness
i miss
more than i can say
for i have never
felt
touched
breathed
it, never once.
except,
in sleep,
in dreams,
and i woke
to remember
a feeling
a touch
a breath,
you, gone. gone.
i miss you
and the ache
is far worse
than if i had ever
held you here
in the waking world.

bonus haiku

what i once dreamed: you,
fulfilling every lost wish,
leaving me broken.

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