Loving, Burnt...
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Eric Cockrell
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loving, burnt...
touch of scent
left on the pillow
where you laid,
the turning whisper
of the kiss betrayed,
left by the doorstep
wrapped in brown paper.
the small hint of dampness,
be it passion, or tear...
the sudden longing intense,
as if the world stopped turning...
loving, burnt...
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