a cold empty hearth.
a long time ago since it was warm and beeting.

i remember how it used to be.
Before hatred.
Before shattering of a crying hearth.

I remember the touch of your skin.
The smooth slicky touch of a dream.

I Remember the taste of your lips.
Softly touching my warm breath as a summer wind.

I Remember the swirld of your tounge.
How you used to make me smile.

I Remember the touch of your finger tips.
When you strokt them down my neck.

I Remember the smoothly formed breasts.
And how i used to squeese the pink hard nipps.

I Remember how you took my hand and pulld it to a warm dripping spot.
And how you turned my cheeks red.

I Remember everything about that night.
That summer night while the birds were still singing outside.

Oh if i could live agen.
I would go back to that day.

Cuze when i was with you..

My one true soulmate....



i remember how i felt....
Extrodenary.
Special.
Unique.
i really felt....




Like i was Alive.