Part of me belongs
To your endless night,
To your soft-spoken soul.
Bridging the ocean between us,
Holding on to the memories
A furtive love lingers.

Part of me belongs
To the stars of your constellation,
To dreams we kept,
And to those that remain unsaid.
Sorting out answers and questions,
We stand at the junction
Of many directions.

Part of me belongs to you,
To that feeling of completeness,
Of gaining and losing,
Yet inexplicably missing,
Of not knowing what’s written
But suspecting that’s something
That may be worth keeping.

A.V.O.
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