Your Presence

A poem describing that scene with that large white wall on doomsday… after Rose's has been sucked to the parallel. Don't know if I like it, but what about you?


A wall expanded,

Cold and smooth,

My hand fixed against,

I feel your presence,

Though I know you're so far,

Away, it feels of you,

Like your arms are wrapped around,

Telling me it will fine,

Are you there?

Do you feel it too?

You're gone,

But I can still feel you here,

Any unsaid feeling passed,

Between our wall,

Your way of a hug,

Comforting when you're gone,

Then it's dispersed,

And I'm left with nothing.


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