FLOODED
So many memories...
they flood me
rendering my senses
inoperable
All I see are flashes of you
I smell your cologne
the warm night air
the crisp smell of
freshly laundered sheets
My hands...
I feel the smoothness
of your chest beneath them
blades of grass
pushing, pulling
wiping tears
The water is rippling,
A sweet whisper
beneath the moon
shakes the wind.
Butterflies dance around us
and we are drenched
in the rain their dance has called.
Nothing was ever warmer
than the heat of our bodies
beneath our cold wet clothes,
Our hearts beating and pounding
against each other
Our eyes, bodies and souls locked
together
~~~
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