you’re the scent
of a cool spring night
when the earth
has not yet given herself
over to the heat
and passions of summer
and for so many years
I’ve sat looking out
listening as if destiny
sang on the breeze
but none called to me
and when my frail voice
lifted as if to ask
if you would hear me
even so strained by distance
none but silence answered
still I knew there was
someone here beside me
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