in your arms
mine around your middle
my head rested perfectly next to your throat
feeling your breath
the weight of your body - leaning in
the heat from your legs
mending the chill of mine
i could have held on forever
and your lips touched mine
your face leaning in
the taste ive struggled to keep
hidden beneath my tongue
the dim street light
held your features in time
your scruff and smile
beaming back
and we knew
the love was still there
we didnt forget
and im grateful for the remembering
to have held you for the moment
warmed by the memory -
the exchange
Friday, September 25, 2009
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