Sweet Memories

The rain falls like tears
on broken glass
Whispering through
summers past.

Bitter and sweet these
Dreams in my head,
Pictures of you forever inbred.
Tossing and turning I can not escape
Those sweet, intoxicating memories
Of you that are left behind.

Your smell lingers in the air
Everywhere I turn,
You're always there.
Warm and inviting,
Your smile I find.
Dangerous and falling
I realize I'm blind.
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