in the calm

IN THE CALM

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In the calm
your face
appears

I reach to
touch you
open my
eyes

I retrace
your steps
you were
here
yesterday

I recall
your
voice
whispering
softly
now all I
hear is a
rustling
in
the wind.

Your
nowhere
to be
found
was this
an
illusion?

(c) copyright heather burns

Author's Notes/Comments: 

was this an illusion.?

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