I want to fill my space with you
Every bit and piece of you
Strewn all over this loft
I want to clone you
Carve you from memory
So every sinew in you is plain to see
I want you here
So close to me
That you could never leave again
At last, I have you
Every bit and piece of you
Etched on my psyche
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Do you remember the flowers: plant some. Rosemary for remembrance, pansies for thoughtful reflection.
they give a focus for your thoughts and your sole.
Ann
oops meant soul not the fish
ann
Nice. Rolls good on the tongue. Probably made some lady very happy.
here by way of rethabile post... wonderful start here,, and you can bet i will add you to my reader and stop back to enjoy some more of your poetry......
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