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REMEMBERING....
I remember how. . .
Your touch was always warm and gentle,
Your caresses and lovemaking always made me tremble.
You could always make me smile even when I felt
hopeless & not worth your time.
You made me blush when you teased me,
You had faith in me,
I even got myself to have faith in me, too-
And all this is because of you.
It felt so good to lie in your arms-
The strength and power-but always warm.
Now, my memories bring tears to my eyes as I ask myself "why"?
Why can't you learn to love me?
Why can't you see that I'm not like the others?
I don't want any others.
I can't help what I feel-
It's strange to me, too,
But the feelings I have are so very real.
