The Fall

[darkheart138]

I can feel you leaning against me
One hand entwined with mine, The other resting on my chest
The feel of your face as I softly touch your cheek
you reach up to touch mine
Your hair between my fingers
The physical memory of your warmth still haunts my body
I can feel your skin on my lips from where I kissed your forehead, your cheek, then your sweet lips
Touching your skin was intoxicating as you leaned your head back to bring your lips to mine 
There is something so beautiful and poetically tragic about it
It was so perfect, like out of a movie
Beautifully scripted and perfect
The tragedy is that it will never happen again
It won't escape me
It's engraved on my very soul forever
Part of me wishes it had never happened
Another part is so happy it did
Yet another part once so desperately for it to happen again
And the poet in me wants to remember you as you were in that moment
Always. 

[darkheart138]

Yes, I know it's a non-traditional poem. No real rhyme, rhythm, etc.......It's more of a random thought. A moment caught in my mind forever in time.

[shadow6290]

No sense in limiting your thoughts to rules and regulations, just let it all flow