Remember I well and forever still…beyond today.
Every slight variation of color I could see in her makeup.
No I mean not just the cream red blush upon her cheeks…nor the
Dark inviting blood red luster of her lips.
I mean what lay beneath that painted display….
Lips that kissed me and moved so tenderly across my skin.
I mean not just the perfection…in the way her hair curled into waves...lay as frame around a face of true beauty.
A face I’ve seen bathed in candlelight…as the painted nails upon her finger tips bared down into my hair and flesh as her hands rested palms down upon my chest.
I mean the feel of that very hair wet and cool laid along the sides of my face...
as she bend down her head to look into my eyes.
I mean our souls bound together in the gentle motions passing from her into me….
Filling to over flowing that deep empty place that makes the entire world feel lonely from time to time.
Remember I well and forever still beyond that night...every slight shift of pressure as together we moved…. drawing one another closer and closer.
Remember I well… an… I know I will forever. How every nerve’s sensation… as if notes of a song that play with unchanging clarity each time comes forth this memory in my mind ….the warm wet melody of every kiss...touch and climax of ecstasy… I held out against so long before it sent our souls spiraling apart…and mine racing threw my body trying to escape back into her.
I remember well and I know I will forever…. the look of her
For her makeup still is more than the ability of light being reflected or absorbed by matter to truly show in colors...what of she my eyes have truly seen.
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