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IF I CAN.I WILL.BUT I CAN'T

Every night,I empty my heart.

But by morning,it's full again slowly,droplets of you seep in through the night's soft caress

At dawn I overflew with thoughts of us and aching pleasure that gives me no respite.

Love can not be contained.

The neat package of desair splits asunder
spilling crimson through my days Long.

Languishing days that are now bruised tender with yearning.

Spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent, a breath you left behind.

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