not seeing you

Not seeing you,

Not looking for you,

Not calling out on you,

Not searching for you

On the streets at night

Doesn’t mean

I have stopped loving you.

For,

In the corners of my night,

In the little spaces of my mornings,

In the streets of my dreams,

You remain.

You stay.

You stand.

So don’t think,

Not even for one second,

That I have forgotten you

And your voice

And your eyes

And your hair

And your mysteries

None of the things around me

Can replace your presence

Inside of me

Nothing,

Not anyone

Now,

Or tomorrow

Can take your place

Inside my heart

Oct 2/00:39a.m.