"The Locked Door"
Falling into
a gasping breath
memories fade
in the gaping wound
of never
Your kiss
upon my desperate mouth
lingers like the shadows
in the misty-eyed
farewell
Of a goodbye that
should have never
been uttered
in soft, teary whispers
Gone.. gone.. gone.
Copyright: 2010, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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