Family Portrait May 2015

Family Portrait May 2015

So close that touch of your every breath leaves a scar on my face,
So distant i can barely reach your shadow,
So fresh that scent of fresh sheets is stronger than scent of your skin,
So worn-out, threads of the sheets are dissolving into our bodies.
Years our bodies lay on this bed,
Yet loneliness prevails,
Somewhere between you and me it lingers.


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