The scent of you lingers
in the corners of my mind
accompanied by faded
memories of
golden days with you
A time when there were
no half-hearted smiles
and the only gloom in
my life came from a
rain-soaked afternoon
Reflecting in the deepest
closets of my mind
are visions of the "we" that was
From deep within I hear
the echoes of your voice
whispering to me in
the darkness and
for a brief moment
I can relive "us"
Lynn West
©2009
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