People talk about their heart
Aching for someone. 
It's not my heart that aches 
It's my skin 
To feel him against me--curled around me. 
That's what hurts the most 
Like phantom pain 
After an amputation 
As I wake in the morning 
I can feel him there 
Feel him beside me 
Feel him inside me 
And then I open my eyes 
And the sense of loss is so overwhelming 
I start off each day with that kind of pain 
And yet, I survive
Saturday, October 01, 2011
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Very nice... Grabs ya by the heart and makes one yearn for more.
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