I was thinking how good it is to love you.
I saw two ladybugs screwing on the underside of a leaf.
I’m too simple to divide my allegiances between the earth and sky.
Something disappears on the path ahead of me.
Something else that will never be my friend.
I take up a stout walking stick.
Nobody is around to hear how much I miss you.

-Matthew Rohrer

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