I stare up at the stars that whisper your name
I walk on the streets that reflect your shadow
I breathe the sweet air that perfumes your colour
I see the lights that resemble your glow
I feel the prick that bleeds your warmth
I hold onto the ocean that fills your tears
I touch the texture of your obscure kindness
I taste the ignorant hope that ignites my fears
I bite at the skin that wraps your truth
I listen to the breeze that embraces your worth
I step into the sight that blinds your wisdom
Without purpose, in defiance, for I am without you...
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