Empty air; no molecule of your sweet breath falls rain to drench my parched lips. Gone; hangs heavy; your absence; it’s dent in me bewildering; leant to your shape. Displaced air parted to let you in swaddled your form. Gone; and now remains diffuse space; unoccupied. Dies to dust specks of lust musky scents; tenant ghosts of hopeless words eaten mysteriously. But I love you fiercely enough to keep this pain to myself and politely hope that you’re well.Birth sign: Aries
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