Love lived in many places... in the areas between your neck and shoulders... I found it while I searched for your smell. In the monsoons that witnessed our love as it beat against your widow... as raging as our passion. On your bed with your mattress soaked in our sweat. It lived in your breath that you breathed down my neck as you lay there sleeping. Love lived in places you kissed and the places I touched. It lived in the air that suddenly smelt of you when you entered a room. And in the room that reeked of your absence once you were gone.
naice!
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