Separation
In the crystal night I’ll find you
again in the plaza close to the same
statue that saw us separating
that cold October morning
you to the west I to the east
from the merging point
of two lives, two lines
going opposite directions but
I’ll come back to you
holding a book in my left
hand and a carnation in the
other just in case you come
looking to stir my emotions
just in case you come yearning
for kisses like that cold
October morning we separated
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