Nohemi Molano-Lewis

(Corpus Christi, TX, USA)

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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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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