Absence Is Poem by James McLain
Absence Is
Since that night, long ago
each night,
I close my eyes to your smile.
A rose I gave to only you,
and I now wait.
To the sky and back,
black an ocean without clouds.
The sky at dawn is pink,
and arm's are opened wide.
Sitting in a tree I see,
the raising of a flag.
It's colours bleed,
as they flow free across my sight.
Since that night, so long ago,
each night.
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