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Echoes

July 29, 2023
By unclescrunkle BRONZE, Kingston, Tennessee
unclescrunkle BRONZE, Kingston, Tennessee
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Her gaze lingers in my reflection
The inability to fix my hair without feeling the stroke of her fingers through it; the drag of lipstick and the drag of her thumbpad
Raindrops taste like her phantom kiss
I cannot be without feeling her


The author's comments:

This poem is imaginary because I'm a hopeless romantic!!


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