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May 2015
When I think of your lips on mine, I quiver
When I think of your touch, I’m on fire
When I think of your voice, I melt
When I think of how much I love you, I cry
When I think of you with her, I want to ****

Then I wake up
Praying it was a dream
And realize you are gone

The tape replays when I lay my head on my pillow
It is never a dream
But a nightmare

Thorns replace the feathers in my pillow
Reminding me forever…
Of you
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
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