Too Much Limoncello…

I look, but cannot find you
Not at the bottom of a glass
Or the base of a bottle
Not over the horizon
Nor with new lenses
I can’t fly to you
I can’t walk, or talk to you
I can’t hold you
You are gone

But, I see your smile
In the place
I promised you’d be
For all of my life

How you are, and always will be,

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