A warm embrace,
a long wet kiss.

A warm moment
you didn't realize
how much you miss.

But its been so long
all you can do is reminisce.

The memory
a source of bliss.

But there is
also a feeling of abyss.

Why in the moment
did you dismiss?

Looking in you I find myself
and a realization of truth;
the truth - you are me and I am you,
an atom split into two.                                                  Jon York   2921