Soft and Sweet

I walked into the room

wearing nothing 

but my innocence,

wrapped about me

like a shield,

the color of rain

glowing in the

afternoon sun,

my hand covering

my mouth

I could not speak,

but in my head

your songs

lingered like some

forgotten echo

that moved down

my spine

soft and sweet

and melted

my frozen feet

so I stepped 

out of myself

and into your

wet, glistening 

memory