This Place

Did I forget to say,
or did I forget
to tell you?
How unexpectedly
my heart still aches,
still bursts for you.
And perhaps it is –
this place –
where I am reminded
how you have left
these memories
of you;
in street names,
in bridges, in buildings,
and in the sharp-peaked
mountain tops
who have learned to wear
this white so well,
that I have seen and known
since childhood
until now,
my Love, who has gone
from this place
I have always loved,
and love still
just as much
as the mountain tops
who call to him,
even as I do –
to come home.

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