It was Sotheby’s
where they sold off
the last of you and me.
You stunned me
with it, breathless,
it’s nothing,
you said.
I would scarcely admit it,
how deep it touched me,
how I ran my fingers over it -
something for my Doll.
Dark brown
to match your eyes,
and I smiled that smile
that you love.
Long after there were nights
I held onto it, a glimmer
in my eyes, as I missed
and missed you.
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