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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