Absence

Without you, I am

But the ticking

of a clock,

a key

without its lock,

I am just breath

Without your air

I am a word

without its sound,

I am treasure

Still unfound,

I am wings that

Cannot fly

I am a road

Without an end,

An ever

turning bend,

I am far

from anywhere

I am a prayer

Without its pain

Rays of sunlight

mixed with rain,

I am a teardrop,

Not a cry

© GSEF 2012

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