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My Entity

Wherever I go,
there you are.

I see you
in stormy skies. 

I feel you
in twilight. 

I smell you 
among the pines.

I hear you 
whispering at night. 

I taste you  
in the words of every love poem. 

You are nowhere to be found,
yet always around.

My entity,
you are the part of me I long to set free.

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victoriavautaw@gmail.com

Thu 5th Sep 2019 00:30

Very insightful John!

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john short

Mon 2nd Sep 2019 00:01

It seems this is not a love poem as such (?) The poet is addressing a part of himself that he's searching for, if I have it right. Quite a curious piece.

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