There was just something about you that was so intoxicating to me.
The way your eyes steady talked for you.
Your kisses burnt on my flesh.
You made such a beautiful combination of 26 letters.
No one brought letters together in the way you talked.
I stay up late sometimes thinking about you.
I stare at the ceiling you stared at with me times before.
The bed where we made sweet love numerous times.
Sometimes I still feel your presence here around me.
Then I realize you are just a lingering dream.
Traces of you still remain in my random spaces.
I hope you stay here.
But I wish you were here again to wipe the tears from my eyes, and console me.
Your presence is powerful.
Thank you for the quick memory,
Back to reality.