Second Eighty Six Thousand Four Hundred

Second eighty six thousand four hundred intrigued from across a crowded room by a smoldering glance and dancing eyes your fragrance floated in the air succumbed by anticipation to discover what was beneath the surface just as I remember

Hour eight thousand seven hundred sixty beneath a brightly lit star filled sky leaning against a wooden fence you sweetly kissed the back of my earlobe your lips warm against my flesh raised a fever down my neck just as I remember.

Day four hundred seventy five embraced upon a large supple quilt gazing into glass windows sharing the secrets behind the panes your hand pressed softly against my face relaxed in your presence just as I remember

Year fifty five Intrigued by the long hours that separate elements that come between the glances the red glare on time replaces star lit skies cold pecks replace warm embraces your body frigid against mine take me back to that crowed room just so I can remember