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It is not the lapse of time

But the intensity of feeling that defines

You and I

Nor is the proximity

At which we exchange

Our accented vowels a measure

For I need not taste your breath

To know your closeness.

Rather

It is the way your image illuminates my screen –

Your pixelated person

Lit

By the familiar light of far away

Inducing high contrast brightness

That insists:

Darkness is the absence of

You.

As published in Monash Creative Writers’ biannual anthology, Incisors & Grinders, the little book of love and recovery 2016 edition

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