Flames of promises

She's left much more behind
than a single blonde hair
on my pillow.
Inspiration oozing,
like rain overflowing
the leaves of a willow. 

Feelings unchained as her
absence is felt.
Flames of promises 
ignited from a kiss.
This night everything what's 
known about her,
I miss.

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