Poem fragment, from Fifth Anniversary of Opal’s Death,
July 7, 2011
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I question why I am here, if not to be with Opal, or
To dance in that special light that shone on us alone
Illuminating our secrets, the life of bliss we shared,
the kind of girl she was, and why I loved her so much.
If having lost her still finds me here,
It is with an aborted purpose, and an eternal unfulfilled yearning
for anything this world can support.