Without You

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WIthout you

to never see with eyes of love

to touch her body

to feel the love she gave me

to be with her forever even for a short time

NO MORE will I be able to

her eyes were icy and so was her touch

forever and always

silk wrapped around her body

roses lay scattered across the blacktop

in BLOOD

the smell I cannot smell

as she would hug me sweet flowers would give way

smells would mix from the people around

that smell was her own

HERS alone

the feel I cannot feel

a soft touch to reassure me by another was sad

the only one I craved was hers

soft and comforting

COLD and fragile fingers lay

TIME from my future

TIME from my now

I can never have again

she will never stay in my arms

like the very sands of time

loose and ever flowing

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