Memory Poem
"Crash"
She met me with a kiss.
In a warm embrace I now miss,
her arms caressed my rough skin.
Sinking softly as she grew near,
her soft breath whispered in my ear.
I soothed her as she drew me in.
But with a sudden rush,
her ever-cooling touch
was taken from me.
Her scarlet spirit still remained,
with glass and metalled jewels
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