She's gone

October 26, 2017
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I remember the first time I held your face,
the blemishes across soft, smooth skin.
I remember the first time I felt your arm,
the bumps against soft, smooth skin.
I remember the first time I held your waist,
the slices of healed skin across curvy, soft, smooth skin.
I remember the first time I touched your thigh,
the cuts of sliced skin healed over soft, smooth skin.
I remember the first time I held your hand,
the calluses on your soft, smooth skin.
I remember the first time I held you in my arms,
the slump of your soft, smooth body.
I remember the first time I felt tears roll down my face,
from the cold touch of your body in my arms.






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