I can still smell you
See your blue pitched ceiling
Sense your wanton kisses on my skin
Feel the warm electric waves ripple and rise from my inner thighs
Leaving my stomach and chest fluttering
I can see your face
To me you’ll not age
Oh how I wanted you as we laid
Listening to Layne’s haunting pain... guttural vibration in veins
Suspended in air we took our first taste
Your gentle brown eyes
Your delicious dark smile
We were inseparable for a while
Happily ever after I wanted: I was disappointed
Naively believing... I was but a child
Vinyl cover thumbed
Our fervour echoes, hums
When I hear an Alice In Chains song
In me etched, though you’ve long since disappeared, just as back then I feared
Captured forever in Layne’s tortured lungs
But I’m no longer
Left in cold to wander
On angry chair fallen asunder
For now I’m in true arms of grace, your bitter pill made sweet my taste
Would I now know love, without you
...I wonder
@ Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry
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