I miss the self

I miss the self that I became with you
I miss your gaze as  broad as any hawk’s
I miss   your words that were with love imbued

I miss  your heart  and all our loving new
I miss your humor and  your potent thought
I miss the self that I became with you

I miss the words we fashioned   from  our view
The new ideas by which truths were taught
I miss   your words that were with love imbued

I miss the imitations you could  do.
Politicians were with laughter caught
I miss the self that I became with you

So much more, the more our knowing grew
As the depths new understanding brought
I miss   your words that were with love imbued

Context,frame,perspective all made new
From   the  flesh a  tenderness   was lit.
I miss the self that I became with you
I miss   your words that  made our love   anew

I welcome comments and criticism

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