I Can'T See You
every year
the same old words creep from your lips
the same sweet scent of you enters my nose
the familiar high is not so envigorating
every day
the same old smile has lost its luster
the familiar eyes have hollowed out
the sweet voice has faded into a gentle whisper
the familiar face has faded
the sweet voice has been silenced
the sweet scent has disapated
yet the feelings remain
Copyright © Cameron Webb | Year Posted 2009
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