Should my heart have lips,
a soft open mouth
it would say,
"Come back to me,
I love you still."
But these hands,
these eyes,
this tongue has tasted
a vastness,
a richness,
an emptiness so soul-filling
there are no words here...
I shall continue this journey
Whether or not we live or die.
I will remember wholeness.
I choose life.
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