Little does she know how often she haunts my dreams
With silent screams of my name from the bed sheets
Where we once laid our restless souls, enthralled in one another’s contours
Constantly embarking on exploration of the landscapes of each others torsos
More so, I can’t help but breathe; breaths that contain bits of her essence
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