If You Were Here

The sun rises in your eyes 
The rays of your gaze 
fall on me 
Roses bloom 
on my pale cheeks 

The flush on my skin 
heats my fingers 
I feel myself melting 

Muscles clench 
trying to hold 
the ecstasy within 
lest it floods 
through my body
drowning me 
in its release 

I turn your photograph 
to face the wall 
let fantasy take over 
Can you imagine 
how it would be 
if you were here?

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