Creator, Performer, Teacher

Floating Words

Poetry from the core of me.

Memory No. 1

My lungs are filled with you

My eyes just see your face

These ears ring with your laugh

And my lips recall your taste

 

My senses are all stunted

To everything but you

Seeking to cling desperately

To the memory of two

 

The two we were

Intertwined

Bonded by the love

Now lost to time

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