Sometimes in the darkness I can still see your face, smell you.
Feel the way your lips felt the last time we touched.
Don't say it didn't matter, it was just one of those things
Don't say you didn't fall again
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Louise, I believe you have a great deal to learn about men. I do think however, you wrote a very honest poem. Regards, Ian
very nicely written and full of emotions...even the unspoken ones.