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This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
your laughter,
your humor and
your smiles,
the fun that
came so easily,
so naturally.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
your hug,
your arms wrapped
securely around me,
mine around you,
our hearts beating
as one.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
your kiss,
your lips on mine,
the softness, the
taste,
your exploring
tongue,
the thrill that
made me weak with
love.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
your touch,
your fingers on my
skin,
the tingle that
followed them
as you stroked my
body
and made it sing
with
anticipation.
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This poem
is dedicated
to the memory ofthe nights we
held each
other close, caressing
one another
until we cried tears
of joy.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
the conversations,
the pillow talk,
the words we shared
and exchanged as the world
around us slept,
our voices mingled with the dark.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory of
us, the “we”
we used to be,
the couple others
knew were in love just
by the way we looked at
and touched each other.
This poem
is dedicated
to the memory,
of the memories
we share,
the memories of
what I still want
and need and crave
to give and to receive. |
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