No longer am I haunted by memories
of her lips against mine
of the sweetness of her laughter
Or the softness of her hair
She belongs to the wind
and it has wrested from her
the dreams of love she thinks she clings to
And happiness will remain elusive, snatched by each new gust
I joined!!! Not to sure if you can get to me though. Us called the Suz reviews. I know, dumb, huh.
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