The thing I'd love most in all the world
if I could place a request
is your presence,
Yeah, I know,
but your presence.
We're sharing this place here
this couch
this walk
this tea
but how I feel you're so far from me.
We all have our days, our weeks and months and years
and you are still you
but there is something about sharing this moment right now
right here.
...here.
Remember this evening when you, old friend, told me
over peanut butter frappes,
you said
Love is when you blow up your planes
sink your ships
take down the fences
only to wrap them further around another.
And remember when you quoted Josh Ritter?
You said love was only a ghost of a trace of a pale imitation.
Thank you.
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