Haunting echo’s surround me now
Your laughter, your soft words
Replaced with silence, deafening
To hear you, one more time
Your lips upon my skin
Would mean everything
In a world, where now there is
Nothing.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Haunting echo’s surround me now
Your laughter, your soft words
Replaced with silence, deafening
To hear you, one more time
Your lips upon my skin
Would mean everything
In a world, where now there is
Nothing.
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