Senses
I still remember the way you taste
ambrosia when I lick my lips
honey sweet--inviting me
to sample and enjoy
I still remember the way you feel
your warm breath against my skin
hands that slide as we hit our stride
fulfilling every dream
I still remember the sweet perfume
hanging heavily--permeating the room
as the sun slips from the sky
and lunar light takes over
I still remember the lyrics that play
over and over in my mind
music we write to this dance we do
strumming softly in the night
I still remember the vision reflected
in every thought in every mirror
all of these senses can not lie
or hide all of this that stays inside
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