Chameleon
Monday, October 26, 2015
Recurring
You gazed into vacant eyes.
Your fingertips
Drug down the back
Of a ghost
Your lips
Lingered
On blank space
Your breath
down my neck
And into nothingness.
Your invasion
Greeted by void
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