Distant
Distant
Kiara Lebel
Gone in the presence of time
Because you are not who you said you were
And when I reach for your finger tips, they are untouchable
When I listen for your voice, it is gone
When I try to smell your perfume, it is faded
Where are you now
Gone in the presence of time
Copyright © Kiara Lebel | Year Posted 2014
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