I am drownding in my own head
Every grasp at air is filled with your smell
I can still taste your mouth
pouring down my throat
Compounding like rocks
Taking me deeper into my memories

Water runs over me
like your lips down my back
Coming up for air
The water has settled

until

someone
he's looks like you
I feel your hands on my thigh
Holding my body closer to your mouth
I am the only sound you hear now
You are the only one I remember
My voice howling with the night
A  symphony of melodic moans
Our bodies are in a dance
knowing each step before the next
No need for practice
The last song I will sing you
The last taste between my legs
To bad we didn't know
It could have been a grand finale.