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Wisp of breath
It's like I feel a wisp of your breath
on the back of my neck,
every time someone lights a cigarette.
I miss your smokey scent.
The mark you engraved on my heart
is permanent.
~L.Y
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YOU ARE READING
Dismantle me
PoetryStripped down to my very core, dismantled in the most blissful of ways, replaced my broken and ugly pieces with parts of you. I became a living being recreated for loving you.
