Just the pattern of sunlight on a building
Just a flash in a window I was passing
Just a frame in a movie I remembered
Just the scent of perfume on the linen
Just the print of a palm on the pillow
Just the hint of the moon through the window
Just a ghost in the steam on the mirror
Just a shadow of motion in the water
Just a need to look over my shoulder

I remember your lips
I remember your eyes
And the taste of the kiss, and your graceful goodbye
I  lied

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