In Absentia

Love is not a thing you do
It’s something that you wear
Thrilling when newly purchased
Comfortable once worn thread bare

This morning I donned my clothes
And walked to the beach
In search of a gift from the sea.
A memento for you.

As I stood watching the sun break the horizon
In awesome glory.
I thought of you standing beside me
But you weren’t there.

Within the beauty of that moment
I stood alone
And realized how empty
And naked I am
Without your love to clothe me.

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