Memories Of A Soulmate

Enternity is but a tick of the clock when you are with the one you love....

 

 

Thinking tonight of my first love

Hypnotized by his brown eyes

Lips blowing kisses in my ear

 

Caresses by his hand on my back

To make love for the first time

My heart was aroused

 

His lips kissing me all over   

Sweat pouring from my body

Oppressed by love forever

 

To feel for the first time again

My soul will always see his face

-Memories of a soulmate-

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

i found it interesting that you used the term "oppressed by love forever" it gives a different vibe to the piece - well done.

[Samuel Dickens]

I relish those kind of memories, but mine were so long ago that I admit they're getting a little blurry. Experiencing yours through your words freshens them up a bit. Thanks--I needed that. An excellent poem, Amy.