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Sep 2019
I am haunted by your form,
Its presence next to me,
You being only a memory.

My mind cant perceive,
The emptiness of my bed.
Something inside me yearns,
To have things the way they were.

The way your hand fit in mine,
The way we kissed goodnight.
The way your skin would feel,
The warmth was ideal.

The way we fit together,
But wanted to be closer.
The way I'd pull you in,
And you would kiss me as you grin.

The way I felt,
Naked,
There with you,
Your body, my body,
Entwined and clued,
Happy,
In love,
And for once whole.

That warmth,
That skin,
The smell,
Those lips,
The eyes,
The hips,
The hair,
A kiss.

This is what I believe,
Bliss would be.
Just there,
You and me.

This is what forever is to me,
This is all I need us to be.
This is where my heart belongs,
Forever the feeling that it longs.

Nothing else matters, or ever will,
Not till the day, you once again I feel...
The memories of her next to me each night, haunted by the desire to have something as simple as her cuddling me once again.
Written by
Jamie
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