Today there is almost nothing left of her. She is gone. And
Only the intoxicating aroma of her perfume, and the fading
Smell of her sex, lay upon my flowered sheets. The odor of her
Presence lingers everywhere, and my room is no longer mine.
Nor my heart. Her presence fills the spaces of my room like
Roses and sunlight. My head is swimming in her and from
Afar her thoughts revolve in me like falling leaves.
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