Vesper

I never took your body for granted.
Now as it is constantly missed, it at times

appears, at rest in the room; sun-muscled
and warm, configured by my stray

illumined thoughts of how a body calls
in the dark where absence has its harbor.

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When something ends, it is the body that we miss the most.

Amanda Harris, Aug 16, 2015

I like your Author's Note.

Very effective. *

Gary V. Powell, Aug 17, 2015

Enjoyed this quiet, understated insight.*

Mathew Paust, Aug 17, 2015

Inspired, this: "...the dark where absence has its harbor." *

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