With every bit that I loved you, I
paved a path into my heart with your image,
your eye freckles,
with the scent
of your vetiver,
of our foreheads,
the sound of
with the school kids, singing
… playing the piano, the guitar.
Deeper and deeper I dug you- us, in.
I excavated a tunnel into my deepest foundation and filled it with us.
We laid out plans…
with no patience and to get a head start, I excavated more than we could fill,
I excavated 50 years ahead.
I was somewhere over there,
farther from here and closer to ahead and couldn’t see or hear…
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