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Jan 2018
You are the Familiar
A caress on my shoulder
Warm breath on my neck
Soft kisses on my lips

You come to me in pieces
Visions
That leave me perplexed
and estranged

I close my eyes
and I see you
But the message is jumbled
The path, unclear

I open my eyes
And I can't remember your face
Or your name
I just remember your absence

I remember the hollow feeling in my gut
the way my heart aches
the constant pitter patter through my mind
always there, ever reminding

You haunt my waking hours
I crave for you
long for you
obsession bordering on insanity

When I sleep
All becomes clear
The knowledge pours in
I can piece together a millennia of loving you

But then I awake
and you retreat into the mist
my fingers passing through your hair like ripples in a stream
and as you came, so you will remain

Like a dream you were to me
and whether it was one night
a couple months, or 6 ******* years
you are still a mystery to me
Written by
Matt Parsons  25/M/Brooklyn
(25/M/Brooklyn)   
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       Thomas P Owens Sr and JS Clark
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