his touch, feather light
and yet
so deep
time has passed
yet I am still bound
though he is no longer here
no longer near
I carry him with me
day and night...
night and day...
there is pain in his absence
oh my love!
It pains me to live without
his touch
and I linger here in memories
of what it felt to live in his embrace
I carry my love
as the seasons pass
their glory only serves to remind and heighten
what was...
A little space in time
a fleeting moment
a love ~ beautiful
yet a love not meant to last
I am bound to my lover's touch...
2009
image source: don__t_believe_in_love_by_drshVS
