THE PLACE WHERE FLOW FLOWS

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You said your goodbyes,
Old friend,
And I went on my way,
in a quest to discover
the place where love flowed.
I sought to find
the rivers of anticipation
that hushed down the mountains of hope
and brought to life
the lush green fields of calmness,
Where the crops would dance with affection.
Where the elixir of fondness
would spring out,
bursting through mountains of intimacy.
But as I circled this earth,
Old friend,
I found nothing,
And in that nothingness,
I had nowhere to look but within,
where I found,
capsuled, the place I was looking for.
So here I am,
Enjoying this instance,
Leaning against your tombstone,
Old friend,
Telling you I found the place,
Where you went,
after those goodbyes you said to me.