Remembering Words

There are places 
Left untouched for ages 
My hands tremble 
At the thought 
Of soft flesh pressed 
Between these legs 
Left without your love 
There are places 
Vacant 
Deep within my soul waiting 
To be made whole 
Wet regrets slowly take their toll 
Fingers fill the void 
With empty promises 
If I'm honest it's 
All that's left for me to hold 
Coming as quickly 
As the memories go

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