Inner space

It's too easy to erase
The space an other takes
No place to call home
No favourite dates

Though in absentia
Loved ones grow
Disproportionate to
Size in life

Taking up thought waves
Morning and night
Sitting snugly beside
On a Saturday night

Saving a seat next to
Chair held by arm
As if waiting for you
To return from the bar

Favourite moments play
Like a love song on repeat
Willing me to believe
Wholeheartedly

Despite not seeing
Feeling or holding
Perfume drifting
Evoking sense bodily

Love is real
“Attic Red Figure Lekythos, 480-470BC. Ceramic container for perfume or oil. Nike (Victory) with a vase, a prize for a contest.

John Elliot Museum, University of Tasmania.

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