Your name

Comes to me 1st as I wake

But with no reason,

It’s just a name,

Maybe a feeling?

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I make myself think

About you—

And with the pleasure

Comes a little pain…..

That it takes effort

To turn the name

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Into solid thought,

Memory of you.

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Now tears too,

Guilt,

Regret.

A little bitterness

Taints the sweetness of thoughts

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Of you.