Friday, February 02, 2007

miss you

It's the fine details of your smile

 time passes 

it's the fine details in your features 

and vision fades 

it's the warm timbre of your voice 

and hearing dims

 it's the harsh caress of your hands

 the lines deepen 

it's the hidden meaning in your words

 and time again distorts 

it's the message behind what's spoken

 and the unspoken can only be guessed at

 it's the after image of your presence 

unnerving, uncanny 

Best forgotten 

Are you still living?

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