Passing

As the miles passed underneath,
as time passed all around
and a million moments were born,
she never forgot
her lover’s lips
as they caressed her own,
as they touched her flesh.
Never again was she to feel their passage,
or see tears falling to the earth
in that memory of the moment,
her lips pressed against the glass
as she was driven away.

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