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Jan 2017
There is something in the way your eyes dart
Here and there.
There is something in the way your heartbeat
Stops and starts.
There is something in the way your lips smile
Curled and torn.
There is something in the way you speak tonight
To your shadows.
There is something in the way your mind works
Back and forth.
There is something in the way you look up
And see stars.
There is something in the way you remember
Good and bad.
There is something in the way you play down
You and I.
There is something in the way your legs cross
Ankle over knee.
There is something in the way your hair dances
On invisible winds.
There is something in the way you daydream
About lost lives.
There is something in the way you digress
Happily ever after.
There is something in the way your warm soul
Dances with mine.
There is something in the way your absence
Fills the room.
There is something in the way you softly sway
To unheard music.
There is something in the way you lie asleep
Dreaming of love.
There is something in the way your head rests
On the pillow.
There is something in the way your body lies
Beside someone else.
Michael J Simpson
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Michael J Simpson  31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland
(31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland)   
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