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Your scent is still lingering on me

I feel you in every breeze today

The sun on my back

Like your embraces are still warming me

Eyes still moist from my tears of bliss

You pried my heart open

And now its exploding everywhere.

Author's Note

Someone I used to be involved with. Really opened my heart in some beautiful ways, even if I wasn't 'in love'.

Reviews

[Zackery Alan Daley]

The first of loves is always the purist, and it is love. So highly concentrated it rarely works, but as you said it does create the greatest of memories and inspires such pieces of art as this poem.