But to find sweet surrender
in my lovers arms.
Eager, smooth, moist lips glistening, beckoning.
Tender words softly whispered
easing my worried mind,
soothing my soul.

All but carried away by the winds of change,
growing silent, ever silent.
Distance absorbs
these silhouettes of memories
becoming a faint mirage
returning to mere thoughts,
wants and desires
of being in love with her once more.