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Poetry: Grief

Selfish

I'm selfish in my grief.

They say
that I should tuck it far away
and blunt the anguish in my soul
with fancy words and casseroles
and talk of games and ceiling fans
and will it rain and future plans
and carry on and on and on ...
but wretched tears still greet the dawn
of brave new day
now that you're gone.

I'm selfish in my grief.

They say,
you're in a better place today
oh no! how can they trivialize
the passions that we realized
and didn't? and what better place
than the rapturous embrace
of love's delight, our fiery flight
together, to fantastic heights?

And selfish, yes, so I shall be!
I ache to have you here with me
I cry for you - your flashing gaze
your tender touch; enchanted days
when we were one.

My selfish grief and memories
are all that stay
now that you're gone.

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