Walk.

I can only write in your absence,
As the pain lurks through,
Occupying emptiness with loneliness,
On land where compassion once grew.

It propels my imagination,
Encourages my lyrical hand,
Broadens my diction,
While bringing me back to my homeland.

So, walk away for a month or two,
To get my creative juices flowing,
My heartache growing,
And the reason for these tears too.

A.

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