Gone But Not...

Your gaze haunts my personal space.

Moments of past mutual knotting

Moving jointly, softly parrying.

Yes? No.…Yes. No?... No! Yessss.

Touches felt…and refelt well after.

That one deep laugh from you resonates,

Joyous when the ‘little death’ had come.

Replay… do over …replay… do-over.

Kindled awake by warm brushes

Melting presses push invisible sources.

More. Fill me. More.  Please?

Resist…resist…resist…resist.

Punishing my disobedient soul,

Seldom surrendering, but yet,

Sometimes she falls, an opium fiend.

Sighing…singing…sighing…sighing.

Burn off the haze: banish these flashbacks.

What unreal madness are the attempts

To fill the barrenness left in their wake.

        ~Volpini Amentum Arete Anemone

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