Make love to me again the way that you did when you thought it was our last time.
The way you kissed me, the way you stared into my eyes,
The whispers of I love you as you said goodbye.
as I lay between your thighs.
That last time together, with you on top of me,
rocking your hips rhythmically,
with your groans of pleasure coming in from a deep place.
whispering thank you as I came with you.
We lay there…breathless. your head on my chest.
Me, wondering what’s next.
You get up, and I get up too
cleaned up, dressed up
romance on snooze.
As you shared your news.
You wouldn't return.
Your eyes looked like deep pools.
I could see the tears you held back.
And I still yearn for those quiet moments on the couch.
Your notebook in hand, taking meticulous notes.
Your legs thrown over mine.
Just sitting with me, not asking anything of me.
And I’m content, cause you’re just so pretty.