We are two together.
Your touch. My voice. Our scent.
You run your hands up my hip, my side, the edge of my breast, and finally they land, and tighten on my neck.
And my pulse thrills and quickens.
You move within me and my body comes alive.
Lightening fills my veins when I feel the sting of the pull of your hand at my hair.
And my heart beats within my chest. Molten flows from my body.
And all that escapes from my lips is a light moan. A gasp. A whisper of a breath.
Sweetness.

I see your eyes, as they saw through me, to the deepest, darkest depths of my heart.
I hear your voice, as it once had caressed my soul, winding and howling on the wind.
I feel your kiss, as it once left my cheek glistening with the dew of your love, now spilling from my eyes.
I cuddle in your warm embrace, as on many a cold night when all we had was each other, constantly surrounding me.
You were my child, my friend, my beloved, my guide...
Not a day goes by without wishing you were still here.