I AM REMEMBERING YOU

when loving another is not possible, but certainly can happen

Counting memories...

Feeling the touch of forever

I remember you

How my lips felt under yours

The fullness, and their heat bruises me pleasurably

I need... No

I miss you....

Thinking back to that clandestine meeting....

When fear and anticipation lie inside of me awaiting birth

How calming you proved to be after that first hello...

I miss you...

Pathways of multiple choices...

The chosen one honorable but not that one of the greater passion...

Kissing you, loving you longing for you, makes this life hard

Rather than leave behind the feeling  of desire

I resort to daydreaming you into my existence...

Lying inside of your world....indulging in every inch of you

BABy(c)2011

Author's Note

loving poetic men is infectious, keeping yourself inlove, a job in ahalf....

Reviews

[Manpreet]

Lovey poem, very fresh and very sensuous.

[masqued_muse]

Sometimes....the "almost" is as delicious....as the "should-have-been." Described perfectly by the fabulous....Baby.
masqued^^

[EMF]

Stunning. Absolutley stunning. Beyond that I am lost for words.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A most entertaing and thoughful piece, I re-read it a number of times, for the full effect, well done

[Judy Ponceby]

Lovely bittersweet write, with that dreamy quality you bring into existence :)

[Dream Weaver]

Loving poetic women isn't chop liver either...But I get the point
words can caress you softer then any hand... Nicely done.

[Raven Starhawk]

This is infectious and I cannot help but imagine every line you weaved to be majestic.

[MS. BABy]

THANK U POETIC GURL...SO VERY MUCH

[MS. BABy]

TERRI, HEY I JUST GOT OFF THE PHONE WITH HIM...LOL HE IS LIKE MY BEST FRIEND CONVERTED...SMILE SUCH A WONDERFUL MAN....

[MS. BABy]

HELLO SIR E...AND THANK U VERY MUCH