Every Little Absence

My heart is heavy.
The hours stretch since I have heard your voice:
I feel angry at myself.
At my own stupidity, my heavy heart.

But all the colours of my world depend on you:
Without you my world is grey,
Like a dismal day at the beach.

The tide retreats, leaving me in the rain.
Gulls caw. The wind blows through my coat.
Where are you?

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