Long Ago

Long ago I stopped looking

Do you exist?

Heart’s longing for fiction

A soul to touch a soul

A hand for a hand

One breathless kiss

Desire to not let go

Do you exist?

An equal an exact match

Us instead of me

Can there be?

Two halves to make a whole

How can that be

when all I see in the mirror is me

whole and complete

A tangible longing still present

I stopped looking long ago

for the other half to make this heart whole

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