Young Love

Pictures drifting on the ether
Rising and falling
Deeper and deeper
Sensations remembered
Laughter echoed in my mind
Arms wrapped entwined
Her eyes sparkled like jewels
Reflecting the distant moon
Her touch was like water
Running and trickling
All over my skin
As we lay in a heated dune
Out of the cooling breeze
Hot breath as senses rose
Depth of feelings rising
Swirling, debilitating emotions
Young loves’ sacred prose
Together, forever in that moment
Never to be repeated again
The experience of another’s
Warmth and passion
Hermetically sealed in time
Yet, easily revisited in mind
Cherished, yet left behind
Immortal – yet dead already.

love

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