i remember . . .
the sweet aroma of your hair
the touch of your lips
your fingers dancing across my skin
the feel of your breath
as I breath you within
your place in my heart
will always be full
for the love we shared
i still hear you sigh
and my heart is bared
i remember how we loved
so fully consumed
our passionate flows
the movement of our river
only the ocean knows
yes, i remember you
one could not forget
for this heart’s still yours
i dream of the time
when i again crest your shores . ..
i remember . . .
~ wsp ~
~ inner child ~
~ U N I R 1 ~
~ ipeace ~
© 2008 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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