You held my hand, you greeted me smiling
You embraced me strongly, held me close to you
Your soft scent, warmth surrounding me; you almost kiss me
When you heal that pain, you may return
And what about returning? About pain?
Why do people return to others? Why is it painful to return?
Dreams I cannot avoid, they will go, one day
You truly will be forgotten
The melodies of your being will lose their meaning, one day,
And what about hands clasped tightly or an embrace?
What about your eyes drifting across my face?
Why, oh why, your breath upon my cheek?
My questions have no answers and
Whirl around in this way, long quiet nights,
This is how you torment me
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