a warm summer breeze
catches my hair
caressing my face
like a lover's hand, warm and inviting.
I close my eyes and
there you are again
your touch, barely a whisper.
In the mellow twilight, I hear your voice ...
it sings from somewhere far.
sweet melodies
echo in the dancing flames
and warm my bitter heart.
vivid memory takes over
my flesh remembers yours
my hand knows your chest
my arm knows your waist
my lips, the nape of your neck...
I swear
I can taste you.
your song is calling me
beckoning
screaming with longing
setting my drowning soul on fire.
these words
your words
break the sweet silence
and I am forever yours.
your cadence is perfection
with on exception.
your distance.
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