I remember the way we used to kiss..
and how you parted my lips with your plundering tongue..
devouring each token of resistance...
Do you remember their soft, yeilding sweetness...
my eyes drinking from yours...
searching your face for...something indefinable...
something understood...that promised love... and meaning more than just that moment...
I remember that time, when kisses were connected to the heart...
each one a declaration of sweet love... and sweet addiction...
but now, for love of you my heart sickens, and my eyes grow dull from visions of your face..
No other kisses have tasted these bereft lips..the print of yours is still apon them..
time has not erased that sweet sensation....
now every beat of heart counts out the time since you have gone...
and I ask myself...am I at all for you...something remembered ?
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It's a nice poem narrating the feelings of a lover who has departed from her or his beloved.
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