PHANTOM PAINS
I still smell you
can still taste you.
Your voice repeats choice phrases
in my ear.
Still, hours after your presence
was last known
you linger on
haunting everything.
Time, perhaps, will make these phantom pains
resonate less forceful
but I doubt it.
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