My body tingles as I lay there still feeling your body wrapped around mine
I close my eyes and notice that there is nothing I can do but dream
For you have left me here with nothing but a memory
A memory of what we had what we were
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Even though the poem extends to prosification, the idea contained herein is rather very reflective. The last line is really echoing. This is the key line according to me. Prosification and versification are different. Even though the world holds the view that any blank verse can be considered as a poem, it is not true. A poem should make an impact with a few lines. A poem has a musical scale too. If you can consider these points, it is well and good. I have a few poems put at the site under Ravi Panamanna. You are invited to go through them.