reading her takes me places unimaginable and yet at the same time, somewhere i seem to have already been before. it leads me into the peculiar but also reminds me of the familar. it's not too romantic nor mushy, but rather bittersweet and magical.
a good enough combination for me.
-ooo-
you have gone
before my touch
could bask in the glow
of your cheek
before my dreams
could know the intimate details
of your pillow
before my tears
could offer garlands of love
upon yor feet
you left me with nothing
but a string of sleepless nights
i wish to turn
into a necklace for you.
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