It is a simple word
three letters and an exhale
but suddenly it means more
than the passage of moments
suddenly, it is filled with you
Life can be a slow drive on a speeding highway
life can be like the feeling of falling
when you are near
I learn the fear of being apart
when we are apart, I learn
the meaning of an empty heart
because you fill pathways with light
You cause stars to sing to me,
and you have no real way to know-
though, I whisper softly-
the word becomes a roaring wave
It is a simple word
a simple bridge across a chasm of longing
to say you, and know it is ...you
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