Traces Of You

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Improv 2002

Traces of you are everywhere.

On my skin,

where you’ve touched me.

On my lips,

where you’ve kissed me.

Traces of your scent on my pillow,

where you once laid.

Your old T-shirt,

still draped across the chair.

Your slippers,

still at the foot of the bed.

Traces….

everywhere.

But you,

are nowhere to be found.

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I wrote this on 10-26-02. It's my 209th improv.

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Nice poem.