What did you take?
You haven't stolen my heart.
Listen: a metronome ticking,
keeping a steady measure of days
just as it did before you.
And I haven't lost my head,
nothing so vital as that!
It's still filled with shopping lists and recipes;
you can't creep in unbidden.
No, your absence is a missing tooth.
A gap holds the place you filled,
a tender space to worry at before sleep
in a way that soothes and stings...
It's such a little thing
I'm missing.


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, or looking at one of your little creatures' smile, perhaps... excellent!
