Good Times.

I still giggle unexpectedly,
at the mention of your name.
I still shiver excitedly
at the sound of your voice.

My body still 
filled with desires
of your mouth on me,
as I walk right past,
wishing,
for your warm embrace.

I swore to leave you alone,
Give you space.
At the same time,
I still wish to take you home,
Kiss your face.