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Jan 2014
The melody of your voice
hard to hear in the distance
the sound quiets gradually
vanishing into the blowing wind

The image of your body
becomes lost with time
as dusk turns to moonlight
creating faint shadows

The scent of your love
fades like the mist
leaving a dew of tears
on the surface of my skin
David W Jones
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David W Jones  Las Vegas, Nevada
(Las Vegas, Nevada)   
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