Art by Sharonlee©13-Mar-12
I Remember the Afterglow
I remember how great coffee
use to taste
and how satisfying it was to
breathe…
and how it felt when Love was
mine
not a fragile wish
on a brittle breeze…
I remember the afterglow
how moist hot skin glides
against moist hot skin…
that gratifying moan
… oh the moan… that went
soul-shiver deep…
the sweet lullaby of echoing
heartbeats
that lulled me to sleep….
I still remember how it feels…
… to hold hands in winter
and make love in summer…
… how words can flow past
midnight
and sighs hold back the dawn…
Sharonlee ©13-Mar-12
beautiful Sharonlee..that was powerful,loving and sensual....
ReplyDelete... some things one never forgets.... many thanks for visiting me here Robert.
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