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when you're not here

when you're not here, i wonder if you
have forgotten me. i wonder if i
dreamt our meeting and all our time
together. when you're not here.

that flash in your eye,
hair so soft on my shoulder,
a smile rushing to greet mine...
and i wonder how i could doubt the obvious.

then as darkness falls again, warm
in the glow of gathered tides
of friends... lovers exchanges looks
and you are alone in my mind. then once
more i wonder. when you're not here.

© 3/jan/2002 the auroran sunset