i know you always
answer yes when i love
you until we're eye to eye
again asking for life's why.
yet we've lapsed into real
allowing imperfect sight
to move you out of you,
and miss the one who saw.
like the way i saw you
in eternal recognition
as if renewing thoughts
had multiplied your origin.
(i regret you didn't know
you in those moments
tumbled backward by motions
misrecalled as cannot now)
and send away a vision
that may bring you back
in you to craft my sigh
awake to where you've gone.
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