When I close my eyes
I think about your shape
walking away from me
that small
and particular bounce
that your feet make as they rest
upon the pavement.
I smile about the swing of your arms
the gait in your head
as your hair sweeps towards the unknown
direction of the wind.
When I open my mouth
and the truth falls from my lips
I can see in your eyes
a sea of tremor
the tears that you keep from sliding
into your mind
to drown your thoughts
to settle the feelings
that have been lost.
Have I done the right thing
by thinking
of you.
I love you,
don't you
ever
think of me.

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