Your touch is phantom to my skin,
When distance; a wraith, the closest friend.
And I am left enveloping a speculation...
Beneath a twilight's orb of night.
Entwined in lonesome, sleepless blankets.
To be held captive by restless memories.
Imagination sends me your exhilarant kiss.
When dawn meets dusk in desolation.
Time cannot ever end my lasting love.
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 4:46 PM UTC
Your touch is phantom to my skin,
When distance; a wraith, the closest friend.
And I am left enveloping a speculation...
Beneath a twilight's orb of night.
Entwined in lonesome, sleepless blankets.
To be held captive by restless memories.
Imagination sends me your exhilarant kiss.
When dawn meets dusk in desolation.
Time cannot ever end my lasting love.
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