Image: We Heart It
Departure
A blush of
Dawn kisses
the Easter Sky
I turn and you are
Gone…
Gone with the dying
of the Night
Your fingers leave
Tracings of light as though
You tattooed my
Body with Stars
My pillows hold your scent…
the musk you know I desire…
the essence of you
left to remind me
of your absence
in the light of Day
I smile…
Remembering…
Always remembering
the Night is Ours…
Ours Alone.
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
ANNIE'S MUSE 
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