Erasing All Traces
I love to touch
your skin -
it's the golden color of coffee
rich with cream
and so smooth and dreamy
I love to feel
your fingers
tip-toeing up the stairway
of my spine
to bury themselves
in my hair
erasing all traces of
someone else
someone who hurt me
so long ago
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