For you're not there

I think of you a million times a day
every time I see something beautiful...
a could in the blue sky,
a bird soaring gracefully overhead,
a field of flowers in bloom,
or just a single flower
growing out of a crag in the mountainside...
a butterfly in glorious, translucent vibrancy
ease beat of the tide kissing the shore....
every time I experience I experience something
I want to share it with you my love,
and then I'm sad again,
for you're not there,
and I die a little again,
each time...

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