I WANT TO RECALL YOU
Once you were
and now you're not
In the space that surrounds me
you are vague and intangible
filtered light through slatted shutters
dust motes hovering over plumped out pillows
on the vacant armchair
where you used to slump
Once you were warm
and soft in my arms
Now I screw my eyes
and I try to conjure you
out of afternoon shadows
on the streets we used to tread
but you remain insubstantial
an elusive dream
a wisp of memory
I cannot recall
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