99. Day no. 1589

A long winding hair lays

on the pillow where

your head just was

and it stares at me

as I'm slowly arriving 

back to Earth again

I'm marveled as I'm watching

how a room

just a regular one

moments ago

now 

is filled with you

I still feel your softness 

and your fragrance 

in every little thing

you have touched

So I hold them tight

but they're saying 

it's time

to let go

Milady,

I designed and carefully

hand-crafted for four years

every kiss that

I gave to you today

each made with a

small piece of

my clay soul

made 

as if every kiss 

was meant

to be the last one

Then I opened my eyes

and as our looks collided 

I was thrown back

to a scene

we lived

many lives ago

You smiled

And my

first instinct

was to kiss you

once more