Your lips linger on the curve of my side.
A sweet remembrance of last night.
The warmth I felt as I layd by your side, stays with me when I'm alone.
When the emptiness turns to cold.
Our love for eachother on temporary hold.
Our griendship grows.
You turn to me when you need someone most.
And I reach for you, comforting you.
Everything surrounding wrong suspends when I'm in your arms.
If only we could make those moments last.
Turning back the past,
erasing all the stumbles in the path. Lookinf for forgiveness, relief, learning to let go
yearning to breathe.
Slowly walking forward, hoping we meet again on a bed of red roses devoid of thorns.
Until then I'll keep your whispers, and your memories,
the scent of your skin. The softness of your bottom lip.
The lingering of your kiss on the curve of my side.
The memor of warmth filly my bed.
Until the day, we meet again.
~Kandi
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