Ghost Leaf of the Tree
Your hands untouched
Smell unknown
Hugs not felt
Words unsaid
Embedded into me
Mind wonders
Heart races
Agony of wanting
What I can't have
Give me a minute
To recognize there's nothing between you and I
You listen quietly
Day and night
Now's your turn to speak
Shed me your light
Let me see what others can
And I can not
Give me a memory of you
The heart wants what it can't have
For love is immortal
And it bleeds in its need
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