Typical love poem

I wish she could've read this.

I remember cold nights and warm cheeks

I remember vivid skies and misty water

When we walked for hours under the glaring sun

Trying to hide giggles and blushes from each other

When you pulled me into corners and embraced me tight

When I writhed in your pleasure, your electrified kiss

You were a sensual rapture, euphoric bliss

You were my garden of Eden and I couldn't get enough

So who would have thought that after all this time

After heart broken stupor, after long lamented nights

Who would have thought I'd be back on my knees

You're in my dreams. You're in my dreams

Author's Note

I fit two whole years into three stanzas. That's actually pretty profound.