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In startling innocence and tranquil breath

On tears of first or last embrace 

With surety's righteousness or terror's advent

I feel, you

In laughs between two loving friends

On twilight whispers of sleepless dwellers

In all of music's stately converse 

I hear, you

In summer pollyanna rain

In flowing hair of red faced girls

In jasmine's blossom, birthing Spring

I smell, you 

In all of beauty, art and love

In hope, in laughter and childlike wonder

In calmness, safety, in content

I see, you

In moments such, of wakeful nights

In wishful anguish or silent acceptance

In word's betrayal and inadequacy

I miss, you