i have realised
that it doesn't need
five years
and forced separation
to distill the want
into a palatable mix
of fading recollection,
and dull longing.
but,
it sure needs five,
and surely many more,
to still the pain
and the screeching
comfort of your touch
on a rain-starved
afternoon spent in
reckless abandon.
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