The red stain of passion
smeared across her lips
still tasted of seduction and
his tender fingertips
Her body now warmed
forever to his shape
curled around a pillow
where his deepest dreams once lay
Sinking into the memory
of the intimate loving night
How his hands knew where to go
How everything felt so right
Two became one in the moment
of the intensity shared and spent
She fought back every tear
embedding herself into his scent
The rush of an aching longing for him
overwhelmed her lonely years
She tried so hard to avoid the crash
but she couldn't bring him near
And that was her worst fear
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