Was She a Life or Death?

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A Poem

In the depths of my mind, I search for her eyes. They slip through my grasp, Elusive, like butterflies.

Perhaps they were never there, Just a figment of my imagination. Or maybe I choose not to see, To avoid the pain of separation.

I don’t remember who was she, But her beauty was an ocean, Vast and deep, a mystery, A memory that won’t lessen.

And her body, oh, her body, The pleasure it brought me, The sounds of her sighs, Echo still, hauntingly.

For a brief moment in time, Her love was mine, A fleeting spark in the night, A flame that burned bright.

I held her close, I felt her warmth, But just as quickly as it came, Her love disappeared like a ghost, Leaving me alone with the pain.

She was a mystery, a puzzle unsolved, A force to be reckoned with, yet gentle and evolved. Was she a life or death, I cannot truly say, But the memory of her, is forever here to stay.

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