Will we see each other again?
I ask myself this over and over.
I hope we will.
I try my best to cope with
your absence. But there is no
easy way to deal with losing you.
I wish away my living days
so that we may meet again,
so that I may feel the tenderness
of your skin under my palms,
so that I may look into your eyes
that sparkle like a diamond under
under a ray of sun, so that I
may feel your arms tightly wrapped
around me as if to save me from peril.
This my child, is the tangible love
I miss more than the world will
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