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Yearning

Img_3736by Aleck Solier31 Dec 2016

here’s a pain that tugs from the depth of my being

a pain unlike any other

it’s trigerred by the memory of your lips on mine,

how you win me over and over

sweet pain traced by your burning touch,

and the warm gush of wind from your words

dear pain from the memory of your embrace,

and how my existence you have disturbed