You said you have died
I died the day you told me
Winter came early
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You said you have died
I died the day you told me
Winter came early
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Since you have been gone
I sleep with my books these days
Is that unfaithful?
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Do you savour my touch
As the sand does when
The tide caresses the beach?
Do you feel beautiful as
I cup your pomegranate cheeks
While I kiss your brow?
Do you feel loved
Despite my lack of words
And the frozen tundra between us?
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