is like the yin without the yang
giving chronic separation pang
is like a little detective mystery
with its own conspiracy theory
lost in clothes or swept by maid
to crack I carried out a mini raid
scoured all corners of my closet
beneath the bed and the sofa set
poked & frisked my laundry bag
but it turned out no hopes to tag
vanished into thin air sans trace
as I went on a wild goose chase
fished for memories in my mind
But like each time, drew a blind
So, I was left with one of the pair
& an ache that won’t truly repair!
