Today I miss you
Heavily,
Chest-deep
Scrambling best I can
Up this muddy mountain
Of regret.
It’s taking effort
To move my mind through the exercise
Of cleansing and renewal
Burning mental sage
Scorching my
Bonfire belly
Choking on smoky tendrils
As they billow upward
Carrying my incantation
To be free
Of the scent of you,
The image of your
Parted lips
Your sigh and the taste of raw
Humanity
To be free
Of your arms
Surrounding my dreams,
To be free of the want,
The dangerous longing
The liars memories
The gut-deep sensation
Of missing
You.

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