Upon (an old lost poem)


Upon my lips
Your name

Inside my brain
Your picture

In my dreams
Your touch

During my days
Aimless wandering

Lying at night
Restless anxiety

In my heart
An emptiness
A hopeless dream
A worthless bark up the wrong damn tree

Yet upon my lips
Burned into my soul

Your face
Your name
Your every being

Stamped
Branded
Etched in stone

Forever…

Your name upon my lips…

Your friendship in my heart…

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