I know you are not gone
Your presence lingers here
Clinging
Like the scent of Marlboro’s
To this battered leather jacket
Like autumn’s last leaf
Bravely waving in the wind
Like the ghost of your lips
Pressed to my collarbone
Insistent
Do not forget, I live here yet
In the turn of a page, in a turn of phrase
In this muse’s deepest heart
I know you’ve yet to depart
For I still still feel you slipping through my veins, smoke curled essence of you curls round my brain and you never did say goodbye so I’ll hold fast and will not cry
Because
I know you are not gone
~ kei
19 November 2014
Addawënn…
B~xx
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