A glance by your hand that compelled me to shiver.
This memory that plagues my thoughts,
And will impress me far more
Than any other thing you have done.
It outweighs that of our first embrace,
A thought that is more surreal.
It is since lost in the fog of my mind
Like how the world lost us then.
But when you are barely there,
Vivid is my image of you;
Fueled by my desire to be near,
And forgotten when you are here.
1 comment:
Let me be the first to say hello on your blog. Now where is everyone else?
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