17.3.11

Perfume.

Your scent still lingers in my sheets and dances across my pillows,
like a fleeting ghost escaping my grasp [e s s e n c e ofyouandme]
I roll in you/me/us and find a home in your fading warmth--

goodbye.

see you again?
(i kind of still want to, just to make sure it wasn't a dream)

3 comments:

  1. Small but pregnant with meanings.

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  3. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnwQ6zvoG4g


    Not to be taking literally, although some truth in there somewhere...

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