Safe in the wet darkness,
cloaked in misty rain that falls like dreams.
Hypnotic-
the drip drop murmur,
coaxing thoughts of you.
Curling like the smoke I exhale,
the gray haze of hurt.
Do you think of me?
Single salty sting falls,
a liquid burn on a winter chapped cheek.
All I’ll give to you-
all I’ll give for you,
this quickly licked away regret.
Thoughts of you fading with
the taste on my tongue.
I will forget you.
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