Back in a time where our bodies never ceased to touch, I remembered every detail. The warmth of your breath on my neck as you lowered your kisses to my stomach. Sending goosebumps all over my arms, making me release sweet soft gasps. The way your hand caressed my face as you looked into my eyes. Your sweet warm brown eyes. The way we began to feel the increase of warmth in our bodies. The way we began to breathe in any air we could while locking lips. Oh how surreal it was to see your body bare in front of me, your soft skin against mine. Excited, I couldn't keep up. I couldn't breathe. You took my breath away with every ******, with every heartbeat. How beautiful my name sounded when you whispered it into my ear. How beautiful you made me feel.
We wouldn't stop. We couldn't stop. We didn't want to stop.
With all that passion, you'd call me crazy to forget, but I did. I lay on my bed and close my eyes to begin to recall every provocative move we made. I can't name a single thing. Every inch of skin on me that you kissed, no traces. As if every kiss evaporated into our atmosphere of evanescent love. I twist and turn and try again. I don't remember the color of your eyes. I don't remember the love we had in mind. I can't recall the sound of your voice and I smiled in joy. I can't recall the feeling of you entering my body both physically and mentally. Was it ever even real? What we did on a day to day basis, why can't I remember?