Tremble 

Featured image by Marta Spendowska

i tremble at

your touch

even though it is

no more, 

in your void

space 

i tug on

my memories

of once when

you were the

rock of my heart

and i

your blazing glory, 

i drink in the sounds

of your fading voice

clinging to its

very last syllables, 

touching your face 

from the corners 

of my mind, 

i breath you in

like my very last breath

and wrap your 

lost presence

into its

sacred place, 

i tremble. 

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