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For a second I thought I saw you at the clinic. Then I realized that he wasnt as tall as you. You haunt me, constantly I see you, I hear you ,I smell you, until I realize that he does'nt walk the same or the laugh isnt right. I smell you at the department store when men pass by. That is your colonge they are wearing! And I think to myself, how dare they? And then I fall back into the reality that you are not here, and like reverse magic, they become ordianry once again. And again, I wait. I wait for you to come home.

I am tired and tonight I will fall asleep with thoughs of your breath beside me.

I love you,

D

Not all poems are written in verse.  This is such a one.  Have you been reading Joyce?

Joyce???

James Joyce, Paul?

I haven't been reading joyce, I have been cleaning teeth 
I think he is talking about James Joyce, Mike. I did some hip pocket research on it. Yay me!

Yes, James Joyce. This one seems to have been inspired by the "Yes" passage in Ullyses.

I'll have to look that one up.