If I can’t feel you anymore
Those delicate brushes with skin.
Or hear your genius mind
Wildly challenging my ears.
Without those moments of laughter
The belly aches that felt so good.
And amidst the times you loved me
For being me and just myself.
Hands that held like glue
With warm and honest fingers.
Dreams we both possessed
For much a greater meaning.
Moments forged with sublime breath
That tickle before a kiss.
Something that could have lasted eons
Sadly now has given way.
I’ll remember every inch of happiness
For I know that why it lasted it felt so good.
Very nice, don't you wish that people would pay for poetry. :O) it's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much. I just took inspiration from what i read on your Blog. Reminded me of my life a little. I write poetry for the sheer love of it.
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