Remembering the last time that, You touch-me.... Made me, see stars; when you went deep---- my body.... one with yours. You took my breath away.... you were found in my skin. I opened-up my gate for you....you kissed-- beneath the sun.... my ocean gave-way to you but from  my waves--- you didn't run. Instead, you drink from my fountain... a nectar so sweet; my body became yours--- to your touch...I  became weak.I  mounted you....like the moon does the night..... the stars are our offspring--- giving light to night. I remember the last time that, you touch me.... It was in the pouring rain.... My body... you held captive... Oh-How! I screamed out your name.... as we yielded to ecstasy.... Oh-How, it did rain! I'm remembering the last time that, You touched me that-way..... hard to believe it was only yesterday. Here.... I sit.... burning for your touch, looking-out at the rain.... It's way-pass-to-much.... satisfying myself and feeling your touch. Remembering The Last Time.