UNREQUITED

My lips are sealed,
Under them, your stolen words,
Hidden from the whole world to hark.

My eyes are closed,
In them, those stellar hours,
My only escape from the dark.

My fingers intertwined,
With memories & wine
The perfect vice for two.

My stomach still lurches,
When I hear your voice,
Wish i could perdure as your muse.

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