Raging Toothache
To be called a romantic is something I just can't take,
but the faint hint of your smile has kept my nights wide awake;
I float, I wait
in a stunned state;
now your absence torments me so like a raging toothache!
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2007
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