You may have been perfect, as lovers go.
Me in your bed, clothed and then not.
Rushed and then slow.
Beguiling and then shy.
You asked my name and I gave you a country.
I asked for your country and you gave me
your lineage.
Your eyes
still appear in my
line of vision, refracted. I feel
your hair in my hands. I hear my voice,
how it floated up, hovering there.
I think of you sometimes.
I don't wonder if you do
the same.
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I asked for your country and you gave me
your lineage."
I really like that
I've been there many times before. Your pain is ours.
Mothership - 45 years? Oh, my. Can't you make it the right time? Just make it work for both of you? I mean... 45 years is just way, way too long. I hope you can find each other soon.
Owl, thank you. Yes, it was very sexy. Yep.
Julie - I like those lines, too! Cool.
Pilgrim - I love those descriptors. Merci.
Manchu - Thank you. I do have some love aches in my life, but not this particular memory. (see the tags - it really was a great night.)
Brian, may I suggest it's not me haunting you at all?
mamoore - you get it! Ta da!
Thanks, Grif. Some of these really come out easily.
wiw - thank you, very, very much.
peece,
dj
Jimenace, you are so right. They are balms, salve for a new hurt, a fresh injury.
Thanks to you both for reading. I love that you do.
felt
Nuts in the old memory bank.
Thank you, as always, for reading.
Scoubi-
I don't know where those lines came from exactly, other than, it really did sort of happen that way. I'm glad they worked for you, too.
"I don't wonder if you do
the same."
That was a nice extra layer to this piece. A surprise ending, if you will.
Rated.
Rated forever
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