Echo in my heart because no one lives there
An echo in my bones as my velvet skin craves the touch of a comforter
Speaking to my self having my thoughts bounce back because the walls cave in
I am silent without you..what do I do when the greater part of me was you
these sheets tell tales of awesome passion
the curtains whistled with the wind when we made love ….the moon smiled when we made love
But this house is no longer a house..these sheets are no longer sheets ..the moon only cries with me

this heart is no longer a heart ..its just an empty room in which we once made love


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