Your kiss,

Lingers on my neck,

(In that gentle curve you loved so much),

Your scent,

Still permeats my senses,

(What was it anyway? Vague notions of cinnamon),

Your skin,

Still brushes across mine,

(On the foggiest of days, I know you're still there),

Your voice,

Whispers in my ear,

(Hi Beautiful, I love you),

All these ghosts of you,

Circling my soul,

(But you're never here).