Years gone by

Lives used up

Never again your face to behold.

Tears run dry

Photos fade

Your arms no more to enfold.

Lost for words

To describe the void

And the ache of your absence

To see you once more

Tell you I love you

Inhale the perfume of your skin

The softness of your touch

Your knowing smile.

Years gone by

And still I ache

From the loss of you

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