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Five Love Poems


Every day

she walks in the door

a stranger.


Even together

we touch more air

than skin.


To love the distance

is to love yourself

as you love her.


How can a changing person

love a changing person?

Love change.


True loving

is the feeling

of always losing

(what you love).

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