mourning doves

i saw a pair of mourning doves today

at least that’s what they sound like

when they’re cooing

(no one seems to think so but me)

they were sitting on the curb

next to trash cans

403.5 miles from

your front yard where we

would sit and listen to them

over coffee at dusk.

I had never seen a dove

until i met you.

they weren’t cooing

or my heart would ache

reminding me of

the distance between us.

they looked even more beautiful

against the backdrop

of this cold city.

there was a threnody in their eyes

as they gazed upon me

and absorbed my longing for you.

i got into my car and drove off.

they were still sitting there.

i knew i would never see them again

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[Joe_VILOT_]

seems you're describing that actual memory or an analogy for some forlorn poignant feeling that can seem not to pinpoint loved it was also sweet great++
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