It Hurts

Poem By Nohemi Molano-Lewis

How much your absence hurts!
This placid emptiness—
is filled with silence
at the absence
of your warm fragrance. How much your absence hurts!
This nothingness----
with the rhythm
of dancing water flows. Why your absence hurts so much?

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