A poem of lost love.

Who was that faceless man I kissed with such desire

The one I once knew

his kisses tasted familar

was as I once remembered 

this I could never tire
his eyes I couldn’t see

 His fragrance lingered in the room

 he began to touch me
my body reacted as it once had before

as though time had never past

he drew me in deep

he was swift and kept me anxious for more
I grasped for air as the gratification was released

falling to the soft silken sheets

I heard the sounds’ I once heard 

thinking this could never cease
this loving could never be true

he  responded in a natural way

 caressing me as once before

the face of the man was you

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