Do you remember our last kiss?
when my heart got wet…
my last smile?
you put it inside me, like a burning heaven.
or my last steps on your floor?
when I was climbing your soul.
Do you remember the sound of my love?
pure, a singing angel at your front door.
the smell of my words?
immortal, the food of the Gods.
the taste of my thoughts?
a volcano of hot chili peppers chocolate.
Do you remember?
Do you remember the way it made us both feel?
Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 59. Thanks for reading. Feel free to share it.