Have you ever been so close to a person,

that when you think about them,

you hear the sound of their voice,

the aroma of their personality,

not exactly as if they were sitting,

right beside you

but almost so.

As if they were a dish,

you could almost

taste on your tongue.


I had!


And now!


I smell a cigarette and wit,

a bit.

I hear poetry and a song,

not so long.

What I do not feel

is betrayal

we were close,

but not so close!


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