Liquid Memory

I got an emotional high when you reached out.

I had forgotten about your touch a long time ago

but your words now transformed a more vivid image.

I wanted to grab you through my phone and continue at the part we left off~

hands running wild,

hearts pounding,

wet bodies pressed up against our sinful acts,

immature but acting like adults.

I smiled remembering how much of my body you devoured,

crawling below to water my flower,

 wondering if my shadow follows you every time you’re in the shower.



~Stephanie Khano


Author: lovepoetrywriting

Love chocolate, writing, music, dancing, working out, spending time with my nephews, Washington Redskins, boxing, baseball, a good book, and sunsets. 💖

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