Sillage

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The heady scent of your breath
Tickles my memory
Leaving ripples of sleepless  nights
On my sheets,
I open my eyes to your deliquescing face,
Bracing for the familiar ache
But suddenly it does not hurt anymore,
Suddenly your absence is not a gaping hole
Grief fails to paralyse me
I think of how much I loved you
And memories resuscitate your presence,
The trail of your kisses
Whisper along my collarbone
And the hearse at long last
Disappears from view