Ever since
I haven't slept on the bed
On which we made love
Your strands of hair are still scattered
On the mattress
I wrap it in my fingers
And rewind the lyrics, we engraved
Your juices on the sheets
The odor of your sweat
Is ingrained deep
I find it torturous to sleep on it
Without you
I feel you, around me
When I enter the room
It seems you never left
You are with me in spirits
Haunting me
Come back to me
Let us crumple the sheets, again
Till it is drenched
With our blazing lust.
©LR
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