i miss your fingers in my hair,
your mouth on my neck,
your chest against mine,
the passion of our love.
i lived in a dream
for such a short time
regretting only that i had not
been there sooner
when there were no hearts to break.
the feel of our lust;
the smell of your skin;
the taste of your mouth
plays with my memory.
and i can almost feel your arms around me.
your skin tingles against mine.
the memory of a fantasy of a reality
that will never be.
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