on a friday
i realize i haven’t
seen you
in a week

on a friday 
i imagine your face,
kissing your cheek

thoughts of you
ever present
no matter how
desperately i circumvent

i’m enraptured,
utterly enamored
of you

So, it’s not actually Friday, but this poem has been sitting in the wings for a while now. From my little quiet corner of the world, Happy Lunar New Year!

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