Night time has become my favorite time
It's where I remember us—Remember you
Your smile and quirky laughterI talk to you during these nights
Touching the bed where you once sleptI cry from the loss of you in my life
And swear I don't want this life anymoreYet I will wake up tomorrow
Still breathing—In your delicious scent
That clings to your pillowAs I cling to your memory
Pictures and dreamsWhat will I do without you
My voice echoes that question in our empty room...
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Words From The Heart-Poems
PoesíaA series of heartfelt poems that stir the soul, loins and desires.