I still remember your touch, after all of this time,
Every time I close my eyes, I go back again to that night.
The softness of your fingers, as they grazed my skin,
The feel of your lips as our tongues danced in the moonlight.
Requiring the sensual caress that only you could give,
The converging of our bodies, making the two of us become one.
Struggling in the aftermath, although entwined around you,
Knowing that with the morning light, the end of paradise will come.
Understanding that you will never look at me the same way,
But yearning for just one more chance, to feel that way again.