Madness – Reality

Absent lips
whisper your name
vacant touch
visits me
in my dream

the haunting taste
of you
catch my secrets
within a kiss

everything about you
is a madness
slipping from my
word’s reach
no place in my reality

unclear where
you end and
the poetry begins

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.