Like a soft, warm breeze
The memory of you surfaces
Caressing my mind,
Like your fingers used to do
To my shoulders, back in time.
Awakening my mind
And filling it with images
Of pleasures long past
Now relived only in dreams
I’d hoped that they would last.
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