we go way back!

your hands caress

your lips explore

your eyes make love

your smell

evokes a sense of déjà vu

transporting me

to the days when we existed

in a different era

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no freedom from love

your love

has a hold so strong

even after you have left

I lie in bed

pining for you

fearful no more

I fear death

I fear tomorrow

I fear falling out of love

I fear losing you

I am tired of being fearful

From now on

I shall live in the moment

This moment will be

all I shall ever have

Lost poetry

“where did you go?”

I asked my poetry

“you went…

in the search of greener pastures ”

she replied…

un-love you again

 

when i look at you 

I dont know

when

we un-kissed, un-felt, un-loved

for 

you still haunt my dreams

and i need some time

in the mornings 

to un-love you again

 

and the love goes….

the love is gone

the feelings are waning

my mind is elsewhere 

but still

that look in your eyes

when you see me

perturbs me endless

 

I am

I am beautiful

inside out

and

I dont need you

to tell me

how to love myself