I remember you, your mouth <br />pressed against the left side of <br />my chest, whispering to my heart <br />that you want to make love to me. <br /> <br />I remember you, your pride <br />taking my hands and placing <br />them, on your naked breasts. <br /> <br />I remember you, your eyes <br />pouring into mine, your colour, <br />as I was making love to you. <br /> <br />I remember you, your breath <br />touching my left cheek and <br />my neck, heavy and warm. <br /> <br />I remember you, your lips <br />opening to my tongue, <br />a wet and red world. <br /> <br />I remember you and me, naked, <br />holding hands and starring <br />at the same blue ceiling. <br /> <br />but then... <br /> <br />I remember you, leaving me <br />and saying I shouldn't blame myself <br />because you cannot love me. <br /> <br />I remember you, calling me on the phone <br />after a year, to make sure it isn't your fault <br />that I failed to graduate, to become doctor.<br /><br />Junkyard Of Muses<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-remember-you-30/
