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on the night-stand

Posted on 2009.02.20 at 19:01
you saw with wrong eyes
a look that wasn't there
you saw a phantom with a smile
a canvas with a handsome face

you ran desperate fingers
over insincere skin
your touched begged for entrance
to a place which had none

and in the morning was sunlight
but no stranger's smile
just a clock on the night-stand
and a familiar silence

but there's no serving of sadness
next to the coffee and toast
there's no spoon of self-pity
no fault in loving a ghost


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