i could have shut away
the token memories
.. maple leafs
dried and pressed
between the pages of
pablo neruda's verses
yet, here on my desk
they're scattered
a tangible force
taking me to where you
were when you found them
geography is a cruel
mistress - yet tonight, she was stripped
allowing me to stand
naked before you
That is a lovely and sweet write with just the right amount of sadness.
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