" last night with your memories "

In the middle of the night;
I awaken.
Dreams on my mind;
Love in the make'n.
Was it the kiss;
moister on my lips.
Or maybe the goosebumps
from the caress of your fingertips.
Hear the pounding
of my heart beat.
Love surrounding
the night in heat.

1 comments:

Kelvin Oliver said...

Very nice poem. If I can say it seems like a dream after being with a close friend [a guy], of course.