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~~
She
lies alone
on
sweat stained sheets,
stares
at the moon
and
remembers.
Sometimes
she fancies
she
hears his sighs,
smiling
she
turns with loving eyes,
but
sees only moon shadows
flicker
like dying embers.
Yet
love lingers In this room,
she
feels it caress her skin
or
is it
just
the soft night air
through
an open window,
a
playful breeze visiting?
She
lies alone
On
sweat stained sheets,
and
hopes to dream
as
she sleeps,
because
she knows,
it
is only then,
he
may see the moon
and
remember…
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Copyright
VMM
2005
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