You have given me false memories, with
The touch of your body after all these years.
I remember things which never were.
The searing touch of our skin and the intertwining of our limbs
Makes me think we are closer than we really are…
Contact with you is
Dragging my heart into places that don’t exist.
Night after night, I think of ways to find you
In those forests of memories that don’t exist,
That belong to your other self.

jeanmichelle 4-7-13


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