Three Days

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I keep biting my lip,
searching for any lingering taste of you.
I touch my skin,
trying to feel the way you made me feel once more.
I have been searching my clothes from that night for hints of your smell.
It's been three days and I cannot find any traces of you on me.
I guess I'll have to see you once more.

-J.M.

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