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Mar 2020
this aching

     strikes so abruptly
     trapping me inside
     a cavernous cold

     nurtures so tenderly
     i forget i exist
     apart        from you

you tremble
with lust
and loneliness
as i fumble
for your hand
and wonder
how much longer
before i fade away
before you erase me
watching you bend
              the time
      and space
between us
but not to bring us



my vision blurs
staring at the expanse
                                               from the edge of it
and yet, i remain
where you place me
but grounded
like a tree in autumn
in case there comes
a season
when you might want
to rest
in my shade
Written by
Tran Thuy Anh
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