Lingering

sad-on-winter-night

The nights pass
in painful despair
without the knowing of you

My thoughts
drift in
then fall from dreams

I fear
you are with her
but wonder
when you touch her skin
when you kiss her lips
  is it not hers you feel
but the lingering memory
of mine?

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Author: Lizzie Ginger

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