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Monday feels like ages ago.
Tell me you love me,
Again.
Hair undone, yesterday’s clothes,
You held me once when I needed it most -
Is this what love is?
Absence and then all of you,
Briefly.
Months in between an embrace.
At my lowest
I reach for you.
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Annaise Michelle
Love enthusiast.
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