Saturday, December 17, 2011

Life isn't Life

Will you know the soul
that was cleaved from yours
by the sound of a voice?
By the words
as they are spoken?
By the look in their eyes?
Will you know
that soul
at all?
Or will they brush past you
into eternity?

Every day that passes
without you
is one day closer
to being together
Riotous colors
intoxicating scents
layers of flavor and meaning;
life isn't life
without the richness of things
or you.

Originally published September 24, 2010

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