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First separation

The night rolls toward dawn
The wheels roll forward toward a foreign destination
My beloved rolls onto to her side
Resting in sleep, restless in her dreams
I am neither there, nor here
But I am beside myself with longing
Don't look for me beside you
My sense of direction follows the tip of your forefinger
My entire being rests in the space between your eyebrows

July 20, 2016


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