Do You Still Think Of Me?

Do you still think of me?
Since you left.
Are your pillows extraordinary clean?
Washed in the tears I wept.
Do you look at the pictures,
of us in a sweet embrace?
Do you still wear that dress?
You know the one with the lace.
Did the scratches heal,
From the ecstasy was beyond the usual climax?
Responsibilities that kept us distant.
Are you still mad at me for that?
Should I reserve a place in my heart for you?
The place I’ve been keeping unoccupied.
Do you think of my love?
Do you think I lied?
Do you rub your fingertips
Across the inside of an empty picture frame?
Do you regret me enetering in your life?
Do you wish I never came ?
Do you listen to these stupid love songs?
The one where love went awry or therefore hence
Do you know without you in my life
Love don’t make no sense
4/22/98

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