Your presence so close to me as I reach out to touch
long for the taste of our forbidden love.
Everlasting scent of your body on mine
kisses, caresses, whispers, moments...
...and yet, in my confusion, I forget you died years ago.
Your presence so close to me as I reach out to touch long for the taste of our forbidden love. Everlasting scent of your body on mine kisses, caresses, whispers, moments... ...and yet, in my confusion, I forget you died years ago. Author notes** Please tell me what you thinkComments
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