This is as real as it can be.
Existence and none.
Feeling and free.
Zero and one.
Held you in my arms
Sensations and life still raw.
Witness to the shovels covering,
Had to hug your Ma.
Makeup on your eyes,
church and proper poses.
Introspection and loud cries
coming from the roses.
Birth and memory, we somewhere in between.
I visit him, I visit her.
It's like you really here.
Kiss my fingers and put it next to your name.
Everything is nothing.
Until I feel you there.
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