NIGHT after night
i shall miss you
pouting lips
sleepy romantic eyes
long smooth neck
soft hands without visible capillaries
warm breasts
and banged hair
night after night
i look forward to your hello
the goodbyes are sad and many
but i do not mind them anymore
one ecstasy
a thousand pains
recycled.
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