i will remember that
you taught me,
with the fragrance you left
lingering upon
my pillow,
the soothing taste
your innocence
could course
as we mingled
our bodies carelessly
to the feel
of a thousand nights before.
and i taught you,
for the ways
i shared my secrets,
the deep expressions
the moon could illuminate
and shadow
against
the softness
of your face.
but without you,
i place beneath my eyes
the resonating depth
your memory haunts
and unknowing how
to let go.
you taught me,
with the fragrance you left
lingering upon
my pillow,
the soothing taste
your innocence
could course
as we mingled
our bodies carelessly
to the feel
of a thousand nights before.
and i taught you,
for the ways
i shared my secrets,
the deep expressions
the moon could illuminate
and shadow
against
the softness
of your face.
but without you,
i place beneath my eyes
the resonating depth
your memory haunts
and unknowing how
to let go.
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