Should we
drift apart
whether it
be geography, circumstance,
or words
unintentionally unkind
that separate
our souls
remember in
the quiet
that once
there was a woman
who loved
you in her imperfect way
unrestricted,
unpolluted, unremitting
remember in
the dark
that once
there was a woman
who loved
you with passion quite profound
given free
without expectation of return
remember in
the cold
that once
there was a woman
who loved
you exactly as you are
and who, maybe, loves you still
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