It Hurts Poem by Nohemi Molano-Lewis

It Hurts



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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Nohemi Molano-Lewis

Nohemi Molano-Lewis

Corpus Christi, TX, USA
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