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His Memory

January 8, 2014
By RaeRKeller SILVER, Las Vegas, Nevada
RaeRKeller SILVER, Las Vegas, Nevada
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;You are the poem I never knew how to write, and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell&quot;<br /> -Tyler Khott Gregson


His pain is a dagger in me.
His joy is my light.
One glance from him,
Is a towering wave of emotion.
Getting over him is a black hole,
When hes not around.

His voice is the music,
Of the wind.
His touch is the sentual desire.
His eyes are te windows,
To my soul.
His thoughts have me
In chains.

My lips touching his,
Vibrant,
Radiant,
Just as the northern lights.


The author's comments:
I think about him as often as i breathe.

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