You know what really hurts me?

No replies 

No signs

No doings

No done

No whys

No ways

No sighs

No says.

No touching

No hugging

No embracing

No tasting

Of tongues kindly brushed 

And lips gently slipped

And humanity just being

And singular just seeing:

And the absence of all that 

Is what so roundly hurts me.

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