In the words of my ‘hello’, you can hear the whispers of my ‘goodbye’.
In the tenderness of my embrace hides the sadness of my absence.
In the kind look in my eyes, you see the reflections of another place.

In the act of my unpacking hides the clues of my parting.
My settling down has all the trademarks of restlessness.
My tomorrows are occupied with the landmines of maybe.

Published by Yaku Potgieter

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