1 year ago
16th Wednesday 2013
Burn of desire

I feel heartache drenching my bones, with your name resounding deep between my ribs, and your memory mixing through the pages of my mind.

Sometimes the ghost of you looks at me from the corner of my house and, even though I try to cover it with cigarettes, your perfume saturates my nostrils.

The subtle softness of your hair lingers on my fingers, my chest hurts, and I’m fading.

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