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  You may think of me as silly,

  and it's a little thing to most

  I keep the glass you drank from

  the last time you were here

  the last time we had a toast.

  I don't clean it not in the least

  you see it has this lip print on the rim

  that does soothe this beast.

  I bring it out on special occasions

  that's every night to me,

  I gently place ice in the bottom

  then pour our favorite wine carefully.

  Holding it up to the light to gaze upon

  your lip print so sensuous, and full

  my eyes brim then water, becoming a pool.

  I place my lips next to where yours had been

  inhaling the fragrance of your essence

  and sipping the wine, so slowly you'd think it a sin.

  Lighting a candle and listing to a favorite song,

  I rock my body with an unseen partner,

  where my white dove had been, now gone.

  carefully placing it far to the back not to be misused

  I'll bring it out again when I feel my heart to be abused.

  Thinking of you softly not believing you have flown

  still holding my heart in hand for you to come home.


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