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who

Posted on by Jeanne

i buried my self
a long time ago
even before you left
a smile
a hug
a “love you”

secure in my shirt pocket
pressed warm
folded in origami fashion
the finger oils
smudged words
linger long

long arrives the scent
settles upon the dainty
face covered by lace
secrets of passion
promptly,
kindly,

-erased.

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