Because we’ve all been here…from my poetry notebook This Ain’t Shakespeare.
You say you want to be, just friends,
That our time together has come to an end.
After years of intense, heated passion,
You wish to close that door and firmly latch it.
Forget the whispered moans and sighs,
Forget the press of thigh upon thigh.
Feel no longer your touch upon my breast,
Your soft stroke and gentle caress.
The shivers that run up and down my spine,
As your hips repeatedly crash into mine.
The heat of your body, which blisters my own,
The hands that clasp my flesh and my composure is blown.
Your kiss, so deep, it draws me in,
The fingers that tenderly cup my chin.
Your tongue so knowing, making me plead,
Why can’t you stay? I’m begging you, please.
I don’t think I can.
It’s deeper than love and more than I am.
My love still lingers, it will not disappear.
My heart beats madly when you are near.
No, I’ll keep my memories of us alive.
Our love was too strong to just let it die.
You go your way,
I’ll go mine.
Leaving those years far behind.
A piece of my heart will always stay true,
Belonging unfortunately, only to you.