Days awayA Poem by IntermozDays away How many days can we last away? I need to hear a word, a word of your existence But do you really exist? Is your existence Remembered? Will you remember me? Me free as can be; me Let go breathe, air is all I need. Is that really all one could need? Air, water, but what about the last thing The last thing they call love; oh what a little thing. © 2016 Intermoz |
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