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POEM: Lost And Found

Lost And Found

You left your water bottle.
You left your scent on the sheets.
You left a space on the couch where you belong.

You left me reeling.
You left me wanting more.
You left the taste of salt and honey.

You left paintbrushes and a toothbrush.
You left an Eagles CD as a joke.
And in the end — you left.


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14 May 2024
Charlottesville VA

Published in My poems Poetry


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