Every mention of you brings to mind memories of us,
always beautiful and fleeting.
Your warm embraces, caresses, your cool lips
pressed lightly against my cheek.

This is my brush with fate,
for it was my fate to love you.
from the beginning to my end.
You have spoiled me for all others...

I look past you trying to see others,
hoping, praying another will come along and touch me so.
You know me, as you have from the beginning, my every breath and thought
since the first time you spoke my name.

But the blush of youth has fallen to the ground like petals in the rain
and the wind has changed and blown in a storm, blowing us apart.
Love, I will never forget your whispers and your soft caresses,
your love will remain as always, like fleeting songs on the wind.