By J. E. Kane
Date: 2001 Sep 01
Comment on this Work
[[2001.09.01.00.20.2047]]

Absence

I sleep and dream of her
I wake with her on my mind
She is with me in every breath
As if I hear the pure resonance
And reflected warmth of it
On her cheek, softly given
Shared, surrendered to me
No thought is uninfluenced by her
In every thought is her essence
She permeates every fiber of my being
Yet, she is not with me in the flesh
Absence has nothing to do with the heart
Or fondness, and everything to do with
Absence