I stretched out on my bed
My pillow still held your scent
And brought me back to a moment
Where time collapsed and hung
Where I looked into your eyes
And you stuck your tongue out
While I tightened my arms around you
So nothing could get in
A moment that should be but so brief
That it remains special and craved
Like the curves
And the smile
And the gaze
And that sweet aroma
That still remains on my pillow
Relaxing my entire being
And i would think of how great it feels
Had my mind not been softly numbed already
By a memory so pure, nothing can taint it
12/02
again, this poem is beautiful..
nothing else can be said