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Leslie Castaneda Aug 2019
The idea of you and me
flutter in my head
As last nights memories
leave traces on the bed
Wondering where it could have lead
if maybe I would’ve said
all the thoughts racing in my head
Yet Instead
words were left unsaid
Leslie Castaneda Aug 2019
The warmth of a body instead of a bed
The comfort of a soul rather than a headrest
To hold you in my arms not just in my head
Such discomfort the sound of a spring brings
Compared to the beating of a chest
Leslie Castaneda Aug 2019
Can’t go to sleep
Uncomfortable bed
Mind full of memories
I have possessed
Come lay next to me
Inside this bed
I’ll cover you in words
I want to express

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