A Shadow

Drawn to every mention of your name,
Like a moth to a flickering flame.
You’re just a shadow of an earlier time,
So get out of my mind.

Sleep through my days, awake all night;
No will to resist, no strength to fight.
You’re just a shadow of an earlier time,
So get out of my mind.

I still remember the taste of your lips,
The feel of your skin beneath my fingertips.
You’re just a shadow of an earlier time,
But a shadow divine.

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