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My Missing Piece

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Unlike most Love poems this poem was written for my best friend not exactly a Lover. I wanted this poem to paint a picture of a person waking up and being stricken by the realization that their arm/leg/etc. was recently amputated. I didn't want it to be a typical pretty poem because when you lose someone it isn't so. This poem is for AJ. You will be sorely missed my Love.

I like a man who waking in the mid of night still reaching with a flexed arm recently amputated.
So do I in the mid of day face the sudden remembrance of your absence.
Do you like the arm newly liberated from my familiar body still twitch unaccustomed to being parted from me?
Are the nerves you have now recognized as those that give you movement strong enough to with stand a grip without me?
And I, a stump of a person without you, do I have it within me to be cauterized closed to stop the leaking of crimson tears?
Finalizing the idea that you and I can never again be stitched together in a seamless union just us two.
Something I can’t afford giving up fathoming just yet.
Or perhaps you are the leg that, although one of two right legs, I have grown accustomed to dancing with.
Of coarse pseudo legs are always available a practical solution would it not be for your company in roller skating for cookies.
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