Traces of You

 

I know that it’s late,
and I should go to bed,
but darned if I can’t get
you out of my head.
I look at old memories,
things just so YOU,
and it fills me with poetry,
colours, and tunes.
It seems that you leave behind
a thick residue,
everywhere in my mind,
traces of you.

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