lips briefly scratch the surface of my cheek
where were we?
mouths sensually touched
hands are held, but it’s I holding yours
your tongue manipulated my finger tip, held in your mouth
we sigh in exasperation, anger, dishes in the sink
where was I?
breaths deepened, giddy lost in your essence
you touch my face, wiping crumbs from morning toast
where were you?
cupping my face within your hands, as my bottom lip drew into your kiss
your arms encircle me, when others comment how in love we are
skin felt on fire and we smouldered at each other’s touch
flashbacks give me hope
let me feel again
©jmtacken 13th March 2014
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