At Times

...some memories haunt...

At Times

 

At times-

     the sun burns

     in your blown hair,

     the wind shines on tanned skin

     and the obsidian amulet

     you gave me

     warms in my pocket.

 

At times-

     moon beams

     find their way to your smile

     and you reflect back to me

     a cool spring night.

 

At times-

     it’s all I can do

     to try and forget-

          the way you spoke

          the words you said;

          the way you walked

          left aroma traces

          of shalimar and jasmine

          in the air.

 

At times-

     especially on hot summer nights,

     when the air sticks to your skin

     and memories dominate your sleep,

     I can remember the cool

     of your flesh in our bed;

     the way my skin tickled

     when you breathed.

 

At times-

     I can even remember

     just the way you taste.

 

Aztec Warrior/redzone  1.14.17         

Author's Note

....thanks for reading....

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

There are people who will forever tickle our taste buds now and again even if the last time was a long time ago.

[aLittlePain]

Souls that connect like that are life long their touch always feels new because their presence remains bright and alive! Exquisite poetry, really heartfelt and felt. R xo

[Papaya]

When someone is so ingrained in our memories we remember all those things and feelings. Everything that touched our senses.