With a Memory

October 10, 2009
I see you,
a little blurry
but you're there.
I feel you
a little cold
but it's your
hand in mine.
I kiss you-
your lips
I know they're yours
but they seem
I feel you
as I lay in
your arms
but I don't feel
safe anymore.
I hear your heart
but it's playing
a new tune.
I look into your eyes-
your beautiful eyes
but they're empty.
You may be here
in the flesh
but you aren't you
I no longer
know you.
I'm in love
with a memory.

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