Poem

Elusive Soul

The last star you gave me
felt like a soft gentle kiss goodbye
Like a lingering brush of lips
against my temple
feeling the memory
of your warm breath
I trace the skyline of your city
with my eyes and fingertips on my screen
knowing you’re there somewhere
being the amazing person you are
And at night before I sleep
you’re forever the last thought on my mind
my beautiful muse
my elusive soul
my heart

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