I think of all the times I would shower
knowing your hands would be the next to touch my skin
(I would want every part of me smooth)
I wanted every part of me to soak you in.
I think of all the times I would lay there
with nothing but a towel wrapped around
(you would unwrap me slowly and show me)
how good it felt to be found.
I think of all the times you would touch me
I would tremble... My god, I would fall apart.
(We tasted the sweetness of each other's bodies)
We tasted the sweetness of the heart.
I think of all the times you would kiss me
and a fire would burn deep inside
(we were desperate to join, to create, to converge)
Often so desperate I would cry.
I think of all the times you would pin me
against the wall, against the bed, against the floor
(our passion was so powerful it moved me)
I always begged for more.
I think of all the times you touch her
the way you have been touching, tasting, teasing me
(my breath hitches, my soul clenches)
My heart- it cries to be set free.
I think of all the times I will be touched
by other men, other moments, other moonlight
(the thoughts are still ragged, still ruthless)
but they are thoughts I would be foolish to fight.
I think of all the times that you loved me.
and goodness, my darling, I loved you, too.
(My heart will heal, we will all move on)
But I will still think of you.