The Ghost of you

"How a memory stops a life"

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the ghost of you stands before me

watching and waiting

for me to wrap my legs around another

so that you can pass between

him and me

and stop the need

the need I have everyday

to excise you from my body

I cannot look at my breasts without seeing your hand there

I cannot touch myself without feeling your body press into mine

I cannot kiss without your lips first touching mine

I beg you…I beg you…please

please…please…stop

stop this haunting

I am on my knees

pleading with you to go away

to leave my body

if not my heart

so I can FEEL again

cum again

live…. again

Published 11 years ago

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