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Almost three years' love
I loved these scented lips
That you now restrain from me.
Night’s misplaced sin
That danced in your eyes
I blessed.
The hollow ache that watched me
Sleep
Wants the “us” gone forever.
Running in this night
That’s slowly stripped to day,
My fire and water I see
In agony.
I see you as my yesterday,
Gone from my today,
With fire and unbearable water
I drown your love goodbye.
I will part
From your tomorrow,
Distant enough so as
Not to care,
In the eye of departure
I will leave
Behind
The addicting feel
Of almost three years’ love.
© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
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