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Vanished is our togetherness, 
the oneness of being, the joining 
both religious and heretical. 
The joy of becoming one.

My Love has fled from me, 
far away from affections, my tender caresses, 
my lonely arms.

Gone are the days of unfettered passion, 
of kisses, fervent and desperate. 
of undulating rhythms.

Where once was our passion, now there is silence. 
Lost are the gasps of air, 
the moans delivered low and long. 
The repeated drumming of our bodies clapping together. 
The call outs of my name, insistent and melodic, 
(music to me) 
the percussion of our sex.

Close my eyes and I can still smell 
the musky odor, 
a remembrance, 
a phantom in the air.

I miss my Love. 
She lays in the bed next to me. 
With too many months between us.
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