SINCE Memory
In the temple of your body,
within the innermost parts of your heart,
remnants of my love resides.
Haunting you.
Appearing before you
like a shattered mirror,
showing fragments of you,
yet denying you completion.
Then will you remember me
You will hear my voice.
The sweet timbre of a siren song
muffled by your own selfishness.
You shall recall my touch.
Feel the imprint of a steady hand
long released.
Taste the bitter wine of regret
fermented in your bosom.
Let the vapors permeate to your nostrils.
Breath the memories of us.
Go beyond the simplicity of thought...
Because,
from now on
I will be a love everlasting,
tormenting you.
Even your five senses.
2007-02-06
07:31:51
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