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Mar 2014
Saw you in the distance I begin to sigh.

Fears of outbursts and screams held inside.

I'm still affected by you after all this time, why?

Vaguely I see, traces of your residue left on me.

Your touch on my face,

Your gentle embrace,


How your finger rubs against my ear,

Who knew that spot existed?

A simple touch sparks electricity within me,
how I miss it!

I’m thinking of you,

You don’t have a clue.

I guess...
You are to me,
what I am to you,

Mere 'Traces of Residue.'


~Butterfly εїз   2011©
Yhama ButterFly
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Yhama ButterFly  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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