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Awake

Coming to in you

By reginaPublished 12 months ago 2 min read
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I remember the first time my soul left my body

So clearly and free, as if I no longer needed it

To live, to feel, to be

Or be seen

Do you?

Remember the first time we made love?

That was the first time I knew love

A new, scary, exhilarating version of love

The first time we became one

And every time after that

Tasting the salty sweetness of our fears

Succumbing to their release through sweat and tears

Like honey in a tea making those winter nights warm

Such sugary penetrating smell, of comfort and warmth

Bittersweet release, cleansing each other’s souls

With Love

So. much. Love

The shivers and goosebumps your fingertips gave

From the back of my neck to the hotspot below my bum

The love that brought my realization and reason for existing

The meaning behind all my scars, your lips left

Your tongue, tender with words and touch

Reaching my heart in a place I had left to forget

Hearing the moaning of our pleasure

The range in sound and ways you said my name

Satisfied in the exploration of our bodies

Left with the trembling sound of our voices

How I loved being out of breath from our loving gone too hard

One can meet Love more than once

In the look of a lovers eyes or a shaking “hello”

A loved one’s embrace, a friend’s tears brought by laughter and joy

I’ve met love in the sharing of heartache, too, though

But never did I think there was a difference

Between meeting and knowing, Love

Knowing, like we then knew each other

The good, the bad and the ugly

The soul, the mind and the body

Our hearts

How my heart aches for those some days

I can almost feel your lips on mine, when I think of our goodbye

How can one hear a heart break from so many miles away

Like the slow rip of the paper I wrote my vows in

So loud, like the sawing off of a limb

Crippled by pain and broken dreams

Painful, like sandpaper on an already bleeding wound

Painful, like you can’t see the people who love you

Standing in front of you with their arms wide open

The depth of your enchanting green eyes

Green like all that is life, born and reborn in me

The gentleness that reached out to bring me in

To a world made by you only for us two

I can still see that shine in your eyes when they locked me inside

I can almost feel your lips on mine, when I think of our goodbye

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regina

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