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My Pillow
Leave a kiss on my pillow before you leave
A promise of your return
I roll into the warm space you leave behind
I linger remembering your touch
Hope awakened within
Why do you slip away unseen?
Did the night promise too much?
Does my kiss still linger on your lips?
Will it be enough to bring you back?
My phantom lover, a fantasy made before I sleep
Does your love belong to someone else?
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Thank you!
Beautiful ♥
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Amazingly incredible! Truly lovely! 💖
Wow, thank you so much!
wow…. incredible. Beautiful!
Thanks Penny…
I’m picturing a recently departed soul whispering to her lover goodbye.
You big softy, you…