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Jul 2018
Time goes by so slowly without you.
Our house is silent yet  full of echoes.
My existence now a sock
with a large hole.
It will take me a long time
to **** this one.

In your den I have moved
most of your things into boxes.
Except for your beloved pipe
it still carries its aromatic odors.

Today I gave your clothes to goodwill.
Except. I have kept your favorite old sweater.
In the dark it sleeps by my head.
Bringing to me
your familiar scent once more.
Reaching for you like I always did.

I call our phone again and again.
To hear the timbre of your voice.
Breathing in every nuance of each syllable.
Disturbing your new ghostly life.

It has more meaning than odors.
Or letters with faded photographs.
For a returning fleeting moment
you and I are together once again.

You ask me to leave a message.
I whisper I miss you honey
Grief fades
yet love last forever
jude
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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     Yann and Mike Adam
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