And how do you feel now?
Do I fill your mind every minute
Still?
Do you seek out a face
in the crowd
the same?
Well never the same exactly,
But
the mouth
So full
the eyes
So green
something that gives
you
just enough to work with
so that you can
Pretend
Replicate
her for me
the hair
Maybe?
that you can grip
as she arches
Beneath You
Or am I reduced
to the occasional
familiar scent
Filling your senses
and then
Do you inhale?
the way you used to
breathe me in
when you lay
beside me
around me
In Me
And this memory
hits me
So Hard
I'm breathing
artificially
Only with you
I did not imitate myself
Only with you
I asked for nothing.
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