Closer

Posted on July 20, 2021 by shadowalking 
Sometimes
I
feel you
so
close
I think
if 
I 
leaned
back
I'd
be
in
your arms
again.
I
still
feel
your lips
in
my
hair
your breath
on
my
cheek.
Oh,
come
for me
soon
it is
hell
without 
you.

About shadowalking

I'm a widow. A writer. More than that is unimportant.
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