Pieces of us.

Remembering the day of our first kiss. That sensual touch of yours hit me hard on every part of my spine. Whenever I take a shower or take off my clothes I feel you getting into me. But those were just flaccid imaginations that curbs me from reality. It hits me now and then, be it i my sleep and at my job. Its that few seconds of touch that ensures that I am alive. I feel your lips on all of me, hands on my face. Come back. I want you for all the time I am alive.