She's Gone

She's away,
and the endless hours
seems to gather in our room.
She's away,
and even with my friends,
the loneliness overwhelms me.
She's away,
and I miss her,
and my heart aches for her.
She's away,
and not even the wind
can tell me where she is now.
She's away,
and I am here,
alone thinking of her,
craving to have her in my arms,
wating to taste from her lips
the sweet nectar of her love...
 
 

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