Don't put your disembodied voice in an envelope-
Send objects.
Raindrops from your trip to Alaska,
Smiles from the wedding last winter,
A tissue from the last tear you cried.
Where do you now lay your head
and where do your clothes now hang?
I want to taste the first snowflake of an Alaskan winter.
I want to hear the songs of the hunchback whales.
I want to feel your arms in a compassionate embrace.
Can you imagine me, sitting here, missing you,
Imagining you, there, away from me.
Send a bit of yourself home.
I long for your presence.
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