after so many years
I was just waiting
for whatever would open
and I would meet you
phantom self long eluded
at the store or on the street
or waking late on a rainy morning
after long histories together and apart
hear you entering the house
slipping into bed beside me
absent love the one who never showed
a lover’s investment in a friendship’s cost
the animal world walked slowly past
love is so strange
even when you let it go
it holds you fast
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