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Behind closed doors ~


She sat in the corner of that darkened room long after he’d gone; wine flowed and the candle flickered, shadows matching their rhythm danced wildly across the walls. If she breathed deeply his scent filled her senses, closed her eyes and felt his hungry touch; words poured forth, steady as tears that fell, she conjured all night and still he did not come.

That’s when she knew, love was done.

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I have no room for any more sadness
That sleepy Sunday morning marking my departure
Once again I say goodbye to that which I love
And by my own volition I relinquish my own heart

On the long turbulent wind that carried me south
I felt the void of separation in each passing mile
And I cursed myself for turning such beauty from me
Not knowing when or if it will come to me again

©2011 Jill Terry

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