You Left

You left
and somehow I remembered
who I am
for when you left, a friend

sensed the need in me
the loneliness, the aching need
and with a distant touch
awakened all that means so much
to me

now I reach and touch infinity
and remember what love used to be
through them . . .

? Michaelette ?

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