Tempus Fugit

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I Feel You

When I close my eyes
and for a moment
try to be free
from your presence,
I've realized that
it can't be done.
Because even in the
dark void I see
when my eyes are closed,
I see you there- I feel you.
When I try to hold
my breath so that
for a moment 
I won't smell your scent,
I discovered that
it isn't possible.
For even in that
breathless universe,
I get a whiff 
of your muskiness
- intoxicating and intense.
I feel your breath
against my nape.
I feel you
no matter what I do.


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*Picture from http://www.independent.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00037/depressionBWbig_37548t.jpg

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