reflections of an old flame

I recall my chest crushing against your naked breasts
Separated only by beads of sweat
As our bodies lay still in a warm embrace
Until the silence of night is broken
By the distant sound of morning sparrows;
Awakened to the heady smell of last night's love
That fills the air like a slow dance in your arms.
I sense the gentleness of your body breathing
Content in your tranquil dreams of comfort.
And I try to recall the day I actually fell
For you
And how every song I heard
Turned into a song about you and me;
A picture show of pleasure and love
Of fear and desire
Of roads to take
And best not taken.
I gently kiss the back of your neck
And you respond with a whimper
As my cock grows hard against your milky flesh
Responding to the touch of your moistened lips.
I think about the things I love most about you
A tongue to suck on, a lip to bite
An arching back when I touch you there
A soul to care for
And hold as you tremble in a quivering glow
Feeling the passion
Of your sensual body restfully serene against mine
And if you only knew how deep the passion burns
Like the flames that once fired the abandoned mills
That lined the landscape of our very first drive
Along the Atlantic coast.
And our last.

So I stare through a tear at a vision
Of our last embrace
And how I had pledged my devotion
Time and again
A sense of caring that passes
With the words that were left unspoken
I reminisce of a happier time
When you were all that mattered
A princess
In a world we created
And with a single gaze or a warm caress
You could forget your world
And we would be one
And time would stand still
And the feeling would last forever.
Yet time will heal the saddest wounds
And hearts that only love could break
And if I could only stop missing
Your smile
Your touch
Your breath against my soul
To help the hurt just fade away
For I know I will not love like this again.