DO YOU REMEMBER ME?

DO YOU REMEMBER ME

Shh…listen…

Do you hear me in
the whispers of the wind -
Where my dreams of you
sleep tucked away
in the softness of summer?

Do you see me beneath
the rainbow of the waking sun -
Caressing you with
the warmth of my smile,
as the morning birds sing hello?

Do you feel me on
the rose of your cheeks -
The memory of my lips
kissing love into
the oasis of your dimples?

Do you dream of me
lying next to you in bed -
Holding you in my arms,
touching your heart with mine,
as I say “I love you”, one last time?

Do you still remember me?

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Doreen]

Perfectly written. This stirred many emotions. I wouldn't change a word. I like this very much.

[Sports Girl]

At one point we all question if the person we used to be with still remembers us. Great job

[Brad]

oh those haunting memories of yesterdays love

[Valentine]

This one hits me in the heart and brings back memories I have tried a life time to leave behind..Beautiful write..lola nd God bless..Kathie

[Marie Harrison]

Very sweet and so romantic. I love the images and the feelings this poem provokes the reader to experience. Lovely poem.

[Undying Glory]

this was really well-written work here. thought this was amazingly touching, especially since i know all too well how that feels. really beautiful work.
"Do you feel me on
the rose of your cheeks -
The memory of my lips
kissing love into
the oasis of your dimples?"
brilliant work!!

[Ladysue]

I like the soft whisper of this piece...Beautifully done...

[Coyote Poetry]

A haunting tale in your poem. The memories we hold close to our heart would surprise other people. I like the feel and the emotion in your words. I like poetry that ends with a question. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Magdelena]

I found this absolutely beautiful! The combination of your words held such meaning, feeling, that it actually jumped off the page straight into my thoughts.. This piece held such wonderful imagery..

Way to go... I'm still sighing.

Mags xx

[c.m.]

She'd be thoughtless not too.....great poem