I thought I felt your shadow as I tore the sheets thrashing in the sweat of night reaching for your heart I thought I heard your voice as I sung an ancient tune melody and memory wrapping me in a silk lined box I thought I caught your scent- smoked coffee and leather as I hiked high upon the hill behind the river I could not cross lives not lived set in stones I could not skip along the path I thought I tasted your kiss on the salted, lime ringed rim the bar a line in the sand as I danced alone in your arms I thought I saw your shadow even in the dark
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This is breathtaking!
those lines between dream and reality and sobriety