Memory of a Kiss

The memory of your kiss
lingers in the twilight of my dreams,
Rousing me to wistful wakefulness
and I ache for the curve of your caress.

I long for the enrapture of
entanglement
of our limbs.

Enthralling,
Intertwined,
Ecstatic.

My soul searches for your scent-memory,
flooding my mind with wave after wave
of decadent desire.

The taste of your tongue
tantalizes me
with a yearning for
You.

So...

I slide back into slumber,
and wrap myself around
The memory of your kiss.