Without The Windows

without the windows
where can the frames be?

without the space
where can air be and all those who thrive

because there is an emptiness between
arms and lips and bodies

without my emptiness
what is the use of you?

without this space between us
where can we be?

this nothingness makes us meet once again
let us love it, embrace it and make love to it

do we have a choice, my dear?
maybe you, on some uncertain terms, but

i have to be honest, i have none,
i have only you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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