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Description
Press the skin to lips like she's there
From out of thin air
Poof! And she appeared
There to comfort him
There to love only him
There to take him away
Wrapped up in him
His arms ache at the emptiness left between them
When he opens his eyes and she's not there
His eyes ache at the memory of her jet black hair
Because there could never be another like her
His nostrils ache at the faint whiffs of scent
Like he's hell bent on masochism
His fingers ache running through his own hair
Finding only his own skin bare
His lips still taste her name
Sweet and succulent like a rare fruit, luscious and ripe
His ears have forgotten the sound…
…of her laugh
…of her tears
…of even her indifference
His brain still lingers long passed due
On evenings with roses and dinners for two
On moments when tears need never be shed
On nights he wasn't the only one in his bed
But she is forever lost in a dream
Forever clung to a memory.

Description
Press the skin to lips like she's there
From out of thin air
Poof! And she appeared
There to comfort him
There to love only him
There to take him away
Wrapped up in him
His arms ache at the emptiness left between them
When he opens his eyes and she's not there
His eyes ache at the memory of her jet black hair
Because there could never be another like her
His nostrils ache at the faint whiffs of scent
Like he's hell bent on masochism
His fingers ache running through his own hair
Finding only his own skin bare
His lips still taste her name
Sweet and succulent like a rare fruit, luscious and ripe
His ears have forgotten the sound…
…of her laugh
…of her tears
…of even her indifference
His brain still lingers long passed due
On evenings with roses and dinners for two
On moments when tears need never be shed
On nights he wasn't the only one in his bed
But she is forever lost in a dream
Forever clung to a memory.