a mixture of senses
familiar noises reach my head
the sounds of views long forgotten
I wrap myself around
with the feeling of the past
my skin hearing the velvet whispers
of the touch that was once mine
and delivered by your words and pleads
when you asked for more
and I stared at you with my mind
my eyes reading your lips
and the echo of your voice
filling my aching heart
I remember the passion
and yet I forget the pain,
you were the angry fire
against my raging storm
I hear your muscles tensing against mine
and see the electricity
that surged through our souls
I cannot define my love for you
only the taste brought by your smile
those memories I always hear
when the wind brings the touch of spring
so once again
I cover myself with the past
only to see the sounds
that brought me so much rapture
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