Have not left.
Even as I sit to reminisce,
Each second of it.
I can not forget the trembling done…
And the sensation of the tingling,
Under a spell that would come.
As the heat of the meeting of our flesh met,
To drip and dropp from our eyelids wet.
I leave these memories with you…
With my heart at rest.
And knowing I can address my aloneness.
To easily recall,
My memories of us…
Does not leave me feeling lonely at all!

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