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Funny how there’s always something there to
remind you.
A phrase once uttered
A song once sung
A tune once hummed
A vision once shared
All conjure up images –
Memories
Of how you used to touch me
Caress my face
And smile.
And I remember and remember
Thinking so hard
Imagining with all my might
That I could see you again
Feel your warm eyes upon me
Taste your soft lips
Feel your strong arms around me
My shelter and light.
But try as I might
You are not here.
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