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Ache of Absence

I left my heart here

to drown in the sorrowful ache

that a steady rain of  your absence

soaks

Like a bloated sponge

unable to hold one more drop

yet it does

somehow

The heart is a willful thing

it lets go but doesn’t forget

the sound of the rain pelting

and the sheer joy of the moment it ceases

and the release of some part of that ache

Every time you come back

and we embrace.

mother-and-daughter

 

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