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The void
Science teaches us that nature abhors a vacuum.
MY nature ADORES this vacuum because amid the angst of missing her, every breath reminds me of her scent.
The silence reminds me of her voice.
The cold reminds me of her warm embrace.
Darkness brings her smile,
And my empty calloused hands can still feel her touch.
She is my everything and my nothingness brings her back to me.
Like a shadow cast on the wall, I see her perfect silhouette.
Into that void I pour my memories and my heart and cast her likeness for me to hold.
God I miss her.
MY nature ADORES this vacuum because amid the angst of missing her, every breath reminds me of her scent.
The silence reminds me of her voice.
The cold reminds me of her warm embrace.
Darkness brings her smile,
And my empty calloused hands can still feel her touch.
She is my everything and my nothingness brings her back to me.
Like a shadow cast on the wall, I see her perfect silhouette.
Into that void I pour my memories and my heart and cast her likeness for me to hold.
God I miss her.
Published 19th May 2013
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Anonymous
19th May 2013 7:09am
I felt the heavy sentiment in this potent and wonderful write, well done :-)
19th May 2013 4:43pm
26th May 2013 2:16am
I so love this poem!:)
Written with so much passion and longing!
"She is my everything and my nothingness brings her back to me."<--gorgeous line!
Awesome Ink! Pen Praise~
Written with so much passion and longing!
"She is my everything and my nothingness brings her back to me."<--gorgeous line!
Awesome Ink! Pen Praise~
26th May 2013 12:50pm
