Trace

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  • Lost Love

    Trace


    TRACE


    I trace your eyes with my fingertips


    My body tingles when I touch your lips


    Your smile never leaves, nor the way you tilt your head…


    For you're the 5 x 7 beside my bed.


    That's all I have left to remember you by…


    Except for the memories that make me cry…


    I cry because I lost you to another it seems…


    Now you just here as a part of my dreams.


    Jeannie Glisson



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    orangepony commented on Trace

    08-18-2009

    Good one, it make me have a tear, I, to have lost one very dear,but not to another, As you and i know there will always be new adventure to unfold.
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    jeannie1g

    08/19/2009

    Thank you.. Yes he was my soul mate. but life goes on, sometimes even better

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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