I THINK OF YOU

I write
and I think of you.
I play the guitar
and I think of you.
I hit the weights
and I think of you.
I sit in the sauna
and I think of you.
I study my Portuguese
and I think of you.
I imagine myself in Argentina
and I think of you.
I drink a beer at the bar
and I think of you.
I take a shower
and I think of you.
I look at my aging face
and I think of you.
I watch my son play football
and I think of you.
I hit tennis balls
and I think of you.
I smoke a joint with my compadre
and I think of you.
I go for an evening walk
and I think of you.
I lie in bed at night
and I think of you.
And when I am dead,
I will be thinking of you.

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