I awoke
deep in Midnight’s
star studded blanket.
Your name
lying softly on my lips.
I wanted to speak it
yet
then it would only leave.
Leave me alone
to fall asleep again,
so I held on.
Eyes shut
vision twenty-twenty
I saw you
as I remembered you.
Years past tense
times’ caress faded.
Youthful eyes blazed
cauterizing my mind
to a perfect wound.
So called memory.
If those scars show
a mess am I
as I walk the webwork
of shattered heart.
I search,
search forever the way
to hold your name
softly spoken…
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