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You haunt me
In the form of
New love.
I’ve felt your
Warmth in the
Palms of unfamiliar
Hands. Your voice
In the words of
Women who’d
Choose silence if
They knew their
Sweet nothings
Remind me of you.
I’ve witnessed
Your aura in the
Darkest places.
See your smile
Amongst strangers
faces. Hear your
heartbeat in the
Rhythm of every
Song I’ve wrote.
For you have
Remained my
Inspiration.
You told me I
Would search for
You in the heart
Of future women. I
Should have believed.
Rather the spirit
Of our love than
A physical touch
I know lacks the
Strength to capture
My heart. I suppose
I’m still grieving the
Loss of you.
I’m lost in you.
There’s no place
I’d rather be.
I told you your
DNA can be
Found on every
Poem I’ve written.
These words remain true.
Every line stained by
Your ink. Monuments
Dedicated to you.
Calligraphy mimicking
The curves gracing
Your body. I dot
Your eyes and cross
The t’s because
You dwell within my details.
