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Mar 2012
fingertips tracing an outline
surely tainted by our love
not a gaze, but a fixation
on all i can imagine
silenced by the drifting conclusion
that you'll be gone
i'm left with seven days
to drown in your icy undertow
although it burns my core
and lights even the darkest what-ifs
i'll soak you up, every bit that i can
it will have to last me a long time
dreams are beautiful
and memories, unreal
but even those won't compare
to the holiness of your heart,
the affection labeled on my soul,
and a persistent need to adore you.
it's one that i can feel beating
hidden beneath blood, flesh, and bone
i'll ask the moon to watch over you
and maybe even the sun, you'll know
i'll clench to the sound of your voice
radiating in and out of the long days
long for your smile... oh, ****, your smile
i won't be able to quench my thirst
it will be a long desert walk
until i'm finally back into your arms
but i'll be waiting
loving you more than today
and even more after that.
Richelle Leigh
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