Whenever I feel
Like we’ve lost our passion,
When our days are dull
And our nights are silent,
I use one little trick
To reignite the flame,
To burn in desire for you again.
I remember.
I remember when a kiss
Was the light in my week
And the first time your lips
Ever touched my cheek.
I remember the day
You found a new freckle
And the day I got mad
Because it hurt when you tickled.
I remember when it was a privilege
To go on an ice cream date
And you waited at the door
When I was 20 minutes late.
These memories of our seasons,
Our phases of love and growth,
Remind me we have a root
Deeper than either of us know.
The warmth I feel
When we lay back to back
Is proof of our blessings,
Not anything we lack.
About the Creator
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Comments (1)
Fantastic story, Hope Phillips. So creative. Loved it.