When You Leave

yaron B&W

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When you Leave

we enter a state

of Suspension,

lasts the length

of your Absence

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waiting

we Sway

in the wake

of your Departure

whisper one to another

in a crescendo of utterances,

fall quiet on hearing your name

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warmth of three hearts

Beating

three souls

Echoing

through the current

of each beat

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deftly

we summon Patience

as we Float

in our Limbo

awaiting your Return

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My Man On The Bleachers

You sit by me, Waiting

Patiently

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I thought I might move Over,

make some Space

between us

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Who are you?

sitting beside me

the Field before us

Empty

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Are you here to Gather

as I am,

Reassemble

the bits and pieces

which, in the Frenzy

of everyday, get dispersed?

Or are you here to remind me

of what I mustn’t lose?

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That in truth

there is nothing more to Fear

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