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My eyes are dry, no more tears to shed.

as I lie here tonight, in my lonely bed.
 
 
I close my eyes, and I start to dream.
 
your warmth beside me, or so it would seem. 

 
my body shivers, it remembers much.

the feel of your lips, the warmth of your touch. 
 
the look in your eyes, that set me aflame. 

the passionate way, you whispered my name. 

 
the warmth in your eyes, that never deceive. 

the love in your touch, I came to believe. 

 
the feel of your body, pressing to mine. 

the surge of need, as our bodies entwine.
 
your sweet gentle words, your hands on my skin. 

the need growing stronger, as you touched me again. 

 
my eyes slowly open, as the tears start to fall. 

I awake from the dream, you've left after all.

THE WILTED ROSE 
In a vase on the shelf is a rose
Its been there for a long time
Was bought by me for my true love
but now shes no longer mine
 
When I bought her the rose she still loved me
Now it seems like forever ago
It was in the last week of summer
Before the autumns winds blow
 
I sit  here rememberin the days in the sun
When we walked through the woods hand in hand
Or the days when we went to the sea 
And played like kids in the sand
 
But now the woods are cold and empty
The beach now seems like a chore
And  the rose still sits in its jar
me? im alone once more