What other kind of love exists
Other than the one unrequited
Seasons will pass by so
Not a word reciprocated
Twelve days to twelve years
Dismal hours and secret tears
All beauty dead
And love unsaid
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Twelve Days of Separation
PoetryThe grief of separation is unlike any other. He is separated from her for twelve days. A poem a day reminiscing what she does, what she wears, what she feels.
