You remember
his hands
Sneaky fast, strong yet tender
creative
A touch that, afterwards, kept you up at night
made you daydream in the afternoon
for weeks, maybe
months
Also
The words that were spoken
Invitations, reassurance
lies disguised as
flattery
so many messages
across that small distance
sent directly into your ears
from his lips;
with closed eyes
from an open heart
.
I remember when in a lover's whisper
you said
No other man would ever
share
your bed- Jude
thanks rummage