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"In the daylight I can see
all the troubles haunting me"
Skies have been painted grey for eons
death's chill has crept over my way
floorboards creak in your absence
reminding of a happier days
The dances so slow and erotic
disrobing more than just fear
enacted in stiff revelation
dictacting your presence draw near
Hours upon hours of distraction
feeding more logs to the flame
steamed in lost aspiration
breathless I call out your name
Your scent still roams my hallways
I can never let you leave me alone
faded and locked in a memory
together we'll always be home
all the troubles haunting me"
Skies have been painted grey for eons
death's chill has crept over my way
floorboards creak in your absence
reminding of a happier days
The dances so slow and erotic
disrobing more than just fear
enacted in stiff revelation
dictacting your presence draw near
Hours upon hours of distraction
feeding more logs to the flame
steamed in lost aspiration
breathless I call out your name
Your scent still roams my hallways
I can never let you leave me alone
faded and locked in a memory
together we'll always be home
Published 6th May 2018
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6th May 2018 3:44pm
Nice job with the rhyming on this ... not overpowering ... just right ... ah ... scent ... the most powerful trigger of memory ...
6th May 2018 3:46pm
6th May 2018 3:47pm
Anonymous
6th May 2018 4:15pm
The nuances of love lost that never fade are captured perfectly here. That scent, the memories attached to a space. Beautiful
...Willow
...Willow
6th May 2018 6:02pm
8th May 2018 3:02am
