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I am looking
For you

Pantheon

Always

Out the window
On the corner
On the street

In the cafe

A constant hum in my heart

Then a sighting

A leap
A blare
A flash
A fire

A disappointment

It was not you

St Patrick's Well - the first of our stair series in Italy :)I walk
Face reddened from cold
Awkward
Misplaced shame

Once
It was your street
Your corner

You are not there

It was not once

Melting into quiet
Shadows
Retreat
Relieved and deflated

Still looking

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