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Negative Space
Short Poem |
With a casual glance All I see is a vase Then the image reverses To the black of each face I once had my bearings Now I'm losing my place Between you and the sunrise I see negative space I felt warmth in your arms And a loving embrace Now I'm living outside Of the heart that you trace |