Come, sit with me
for a while on this rock
to refresh ourselves
in each other’s breath
It’s long we had spent
any time with each other
our silences diluting
the unexpressed days
We may remain silent
in each other’s presence;
let not our silence else
feed on each other’s hungry absence…
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