Memories
The memory of that first kiss
The touch of your flesh on mine
Your hands caressing my curves
Fingertips tracing my back
I begged you not to stop
Begged you not to go
These memories bring me to my knees
Laying behind me holding me tight
Kissing my skin every night
The look in your eyes
The smile on your lips
I always hungered for this
Such great memories of bliss
Thinking of how your touch felt
Your lips burning mine
Kisses filled with passion so divine
Making me want more
Making me feel like I was your whore
I craved you like you were a drug
Addicted to what felt like love
You fed me your flesh
I fed you mine
Our bodies always intertwined
The world around us disappeared
For those moments you were near
On the bed, in the shower or under the stars
Now those memories feel so far away
So I sit here alone listening to those songs
The ones that you always played
Laying back closing my eyes
Watching the scenes play by
Remembering those moments in time
Wishing I had them back
As the memories dance around
I can feel your touch and your kiss again
How you made me feel when you slid deep within
My flesh burning like fire
Filling me with so much desire
Till I can’t take anymore
Slowly I lock my door
I let the memories take over me
As I trace my fingers over my body
Remembering your touch, your eyes and smile
Remembering everything you made me feel inside
Love, Passion, Lust and more
Even now I am your little whore
So I sit and dream awhile
I never want to forget your smile
I want to hang on to it all
As I continue to slowly fall
Those moments play like a song
Holding me all night long
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