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By Star of David Date: 2016 Jan 13 Comment on this Work [[2016.01.13.10.48.8720]] |
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wait until she leaves you when you wake up to a life drenched in grief, limbs heavy her scent still on your skin the coloured-everything-and-then-left ache of her unloving, the absent presence of her everywhere, every minute, her laughter, her warmth her throaty, brazen whispers wait until you wake up feeling her hands on you and then remember she is gone the echoing emptiness when the once-abundant waterfall of her love is still and she is already far away, her ghost left behind to haunt you with every heartbeat then you will know what it is to be loved by a woman it is then that you will weep. |