I think of you often.

In moments of chaos and turmoil,

And in quiet reflection

Of words we said with our hands

And bodies.

With soft, gentle caresses

And thoughts of other lovers.

I’m trying to remember what you tasted like…

Your life force pouring into me,

And down my throat.

I throb for you.

Heat drenched me

As I think of you,

And our love.