Never Forgotten

I’ve missed the feeling of your fingertips

I’ve missed the feeling of your delicious skin

I’ve missed the feeling of the closeness

I’ve missed the way your eyes roll back in your head

I’ve missed the magic of your perfect tongue

I’ve missed our saliva dancing

I’ve missed your sweet cherry lips

I’ve missed the way you curse my name

I’ve missed the way you use Gods name in vein

I’ve missed the feeling of completeness

I’ve missed the feeling of euphoria

I’ve missed the feeling of loving you

17 Comments

  1. It seems that it’s in the darkness of night, that’s when we miss him/her the most. When we are alone in the dark. Laying there. Staring at the ceiling. And thoughts of loving the body come first. All the little things. The sex. The kisses, the cuddles. And then the mind goes a little deeper. Missing the laying next to one another and the hand holding and the intimacy of the mind. And the mind goes deeper. To love. Missing that actual connection of love lost.

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