the lack of your hurt
is another strange ache
that transmutes past pain
into a fantastical pleasure
my heart rends itself in two;
one trying to convince the other
that loving in absence
is loving a mirage
The Fondness of Absence
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RED GLADIOLA 
Fabulous–Especially intriguing, the 2 opening lines…!
Thanks! =)
Most welcome 🙂