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Sitting in Silence

Falling asleep to the sound of my brain,

it's been sounding a lot recently like the curves of your name.

I hold you in my mouth,

and you taste so sweet.

Much like the thump

of my racing heartbeat.

My pillow still smells like your freckled skin,

my blankets still rustled from you touch.

My body aching for a squeeze

or such.

Such a night as the day we wasted away

when you still liked to look at me that way.

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Written by
ali-cronin
Published
Nov 16, 2014
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12·81
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#love#kiss#poem#sad#rhyme#him#miss#heartache#mouth#freckles
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