Lingering !!

Lingering

The weird perfume of the sweat on your neck,

lingers on my lips.

When I look for keys in my jacket pocket,

the void of your missing hands drains me null.

The bed at home seems huge…

I curl to touch you and find a pillow.

When I turn to look back in the mirror while I ride..

I miss you looking at me with your gleaming eyes..

And, the road behind stares at me without a smile.

The wind whistles all the voices of the world in my ears…

I try to filter out your melodious tone from the garbage..

When I hug someone now,

I have to adjust the fit,

As your fit is what I am accustomed to.

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