Memories of the Unknown

a quick poem i wrote in like 3 minutes

my lips miss the texture of silk that they never felt

my eyes miss the sight of illumination of someone iv never met

my hands miss the caress of the rough fingers they've never grazed

my arms miss the embrace that crushed me to ribs iv never touched

my ears miss the sound of pleasure filled sighs that they've never heard

its a craving really

a hunger that lives deep inside the caves of my amethyst filled walls 

its a desire that runs as freely through me 

as the blood that travels through my veins

With strained attempt

i press my my ear to the spiral of a lost conch shell

wishing that for just a moment

instead of hearing the ocean, or the beat of my heart

that i will hear your laugh echo through the deserted spiral