Memory of Desire

Why did I
Desire you,
Want to touch
Your smooth thighs,
Kiss your lips,
Look into your eyes,
Hold you close,
Suck on your nipples
And feel your Nethers
Damp and hot
Move to my touch.
I craved your touch,
Your hands and lips
Around me,
Gliding down,
The caress of your
Fingers on my skin,
Your soft moans
Of delight as I
Played with your pearl,
Your fingers tousling
My head and ears,
Pressing with each
Wave of pleasure.
We made love well
Though we were
Not in love.
We were lovers
But nothing more
Than friends.
I desired you
Because you
Awoke passion
In my heart,
Which had been
A cinder from
A fire long ago,
I owe you
For your gift.
Thank you
My dear one,
I was renewed
By our passion
And went on
To find love
Elsewhere.
But I cherish
The memory of
Our passion
Together
And my desire
To lay with
You again,
And again.
Though you
Are only a
Memory now
Of long ago.