My eyelids fall
There you are
In bits and pieces
In clips and phrases
The lines of your hips
The curve of your smile
The shape of your fingers
The sound of your laughter
My senses come alive
Yet I search for breath
It was swept away
Along with my heart
Stolen by you
In an instant
Never to be returned
Forever yours
My eyelids rise
Here you are not
And you won’t be
Until I blink again

Poetry, Writing



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