Trace

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  • Lost Love

    Trace


    TRACE


    I trace your eyes with my fingertips


    My body tingles when I touch your lips


    Your smile never leaves, nor the way you tilt your head…


    For you're the 5 x 7 beside my bed.


    That's all I have left to remember you by…


    Except for the memories that make me cry…


    I cry because I lost you to another it seems…


    Now you just here as a part of my dreams.


    Jeannie Glisson



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    orangepony commented on Trace

    08-18-2009

    Good one, it make me have a tear, I, to have lost one very dear,but not to another, As you and i know there will always be new adventure to unfold.
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    jeannie1g

    08/19/2009

    Thank you.. Yes he was my soul mate. but life goes on, sometimes even better

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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