SoulReserve

Delineating

My poetry
is your fingerprints
on my soul;
The echo
of the words,
you left me with;
Like a mesh of stars
I strain
my being through,
in hope
of finding you,
again
somewhere, within me
still,
pressing your fingertips.

© SoulReserve 2016

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