There were so many dreams
So many times I felt her presence…
So many times I knew it was her…
So many times I felt her touch…
Upon my arm,
when she entered my dream…
Upon my back,
being touched when I sat down on the bed…
Upon my lips,
rising out of bed to kiss goodbye…
Standing near a shadow,
feeling the coolness in her whisper…
Be it, my name…
“ love you “
“ miss you “
I still hear the whispers,
though fewer and farther apart…
I somehow knew,
even when we stopped talking to one another…
We never said goodbye…
It was as if we knew,
we had all of eternity…
#love, #passion, #memories, #dreams
A Poet's Haven 
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