- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Standing on Memories Alone
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.... even as I type this, my fingers can still feel the warmth of your skin as I touched you
.... my lips are still sore and aching from where you put your hands in my hair and pulled me in for a kiss that was so deep and hard, that when you pulled away telling me what you were going to do to me later, it left me breathless, my skin flushed and sweating, you swearing under your breath because we could not take the time to do what we both so desired
.... and now you are gone, my mind unable to grasp what my body still feels - sitting here alone in the car at the rundown house where we just spoke of watching sunrises and sunsets, of listening too the far off sounds of the train whistle while sharing morning coffee
.... will my heart continue too beat on your memories alone, and like this old house, will I be able too stand without you by my side
