Marica Apodaca - Lost

His laugh is soft,
Tickling my soul.
Delicious Dreamz of his love,
Running in my veins.
I awaken.....
Yet alone.........
Laughter gone from my lips,
Vanishing with the dawn....
Morning light brightens
Into day... and
Still there is darkness....
Only Dreams can bring....
Comfort for this heart.
A soul lost.... in the mist....
Of time gone by.

Marica Apodaca

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