i saunter into my darkened closet,
and as i undress, i think of you..
pulling on my silky underthings
i feel the warmth of your hand,
caressing my bare trembling skin..
so soothingly tender, so very soft...
i toss back my mane of crazy hair,
revealing the imprints of your kiss
to my mirror's inquisitive stare..
and i feel the press of your lips
to my neck, like it was yesterday..
so exotically sexy, so very hot..
that night we were hiding from my dad,
stealing a brief moment to say goodbye..
i dragged you into my darkened closet,
and i felt your arms go 'round me tight,
kissing me soft, swaying side to side...
so erotically magical, so very surreal..
said no words as hands and lips explored,
you pulled my leg up and around your waist..
i gasped as your hands went under my shirt,
and i felt the warmth of your gentle fingers
massaging my breast..should've closed the door..
so enchantingly relaxing, so very arousing..
i pull on the very same jeans that i wore,
those ones that fit so low about my hips..
remembering the way you grasped onto them,
feeling you pull me into a crushing embrace,
our bodies pressing together so very close..
so breathtakingly passionate, so very right..
sighing deeply at the memory, wistful if not sad..
i pull on that red sweater, thick with your scent..
how much do i miss thee, my angel lover so sweet,
here in this closet i feel your presence strongly -
baby, if only we could have had just one more week..