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Nov
11

memories of her

Her image

Haunts

Me

In every dark

And solitary

Moment,

Where I am

Able

To remember

The feel

Of her

Skin

And the smell

Of her

In my nose,

Or the taste

Of her on my lips.

Her smile

Brightens

My darkness,

From miles

And distant

Memories.

The curve of her

Eyebrows

Hovering

Above

Her beautiful

Dark eyes-

Asking,

Speaking,

Telling,

Inviting.

Her bottom lip,

Playfully

And deliciously

Held between

Her teeth,

Hinting

And suggesting

So much more than words could ever dream of saying.

She’ll be there,

Forever

Wrapped

In rustled sheets,

Buried

Deep

In my memory

And under my skin.

 

Timothy Vance Jackson

November 8, 2011




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