Lingering Poem by Amy Carr

Lingering

Rating: 5.0


I can
still smell
you on
my skin.

Our last (embrace?)
is still with me,
the lingering smell
of your cologne
filling me
with each breath.

And with
every inhalation
I want
your arms
around my
body again.

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Amy Carr

Amy Carr

Washington, DC
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