Poem: Longing

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Longing

I long for quiet places.
Water lapping on the shore.
Horizons without end.
Stillness
that compensates for my monkey mind,
places so far away
we cannot be found for days, weeks on end.
places where there is you, and I,
and nothing between us,
save skin and soul.

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