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Kevin Robert Apr 2020
I close My eyes,
I See You,
I open My eyes,
And Your Gone.
Memories with You are not Few,
With every Memory a feeling of
Acceptance was Born.

Moments with You,
That’s what I Miss,
You in My Arms,
That’s what I Wish.

I want to see You Smile,
So Your number I won’t Dial.
Hence I’ll go Away,
To keep You happy,
That’s the Only Way.

Then I ask Myself,
‘Who will be my secret keeper?’
In the ocean of My thoughts
I dive Deeper.
ray May 2014
every time i glance
out of my 4th story bedroom window
i see you
in the cigarette burn
that stains my window screen
tainted with the distant memories
of you

— The End —