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Lafayette
Poems
Mar 22
Love most Pure . . .
Ecstatic Haunt
Can't be Dreaming
Without heartbeat or breath you showed up and started your haunt
Gave me memories and scents so real from 20 years past
I could see your dress and pattern to start, colors innocent
Then over days you brought intensity to be a wounding
Feel your dress fabric, texture against my skin as once
I could not stop you as I drank and inhaled all you were
Daytime brought, lost sanity, spirit, questions self
Each night some 30 past now I placed my ear to pillow
Yearn for sleep to welcome you, nightly more rapid arrive
Find you, a many, but always the same, imagine your taste
Predetermined your travels to me, now you advance anew
Our hands touched tonight, sorrow, weeping my loss
Apart in worlds but here together
I won't leave you again, no matter the cost
Take me tonight, don't leave me again
Lover from teens, returns after decades lost
#love
#pain
#insanity
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