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For Once Forget.
Resplendent in her evening gown, Her presence soulfully Divine. Sheds my embrace leaving behind, The scent of tear drops, sex and wine. I shiver in her absence, And feel a fever start to break. I search for something real to hold, But there’s nothing left to fake. I lie awake in bed, alone, And burn the day’s last cigarette. The untouched pillow tells a tale, I wish I could for once forget. I dream of times when we were young, Innocent and never spent, A love that bloomed ten years too soon, A love that came, a love that went.
© Copyright 2006 Kristopher Gower (UN: minusblindfold at Writing.Com).
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