The Deep

I keep a drawer of you

With memories  collected

from the thousands of years

it seemed it took to know you

And yet I still feel

like you are a stranger

It’s stranger to me

The depth that holds

the best part of you

And no one else

will know who you were

Who you were to me

It keeps you busy in my mind

Even though I’m not

Any part of yours

Any

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