Catherine Micqu

Yesteryear’s love

There are hints of me in every corner of your mind

I hide in every word you speak and whisper

Three-hundred sixty-five thousand afterthoughts and lost moments

The impalpable dent on your soul is where I found my invisible home

And I melt on your tongue when your dream vanishes at dusk

Steady! Forget to feel me in your breathing air

I will forever linger on your skin; a veil of the past leaving you blind

And you’ll wish that you’d remember who left the void inside.

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