Thoughts in a Storm

I Remember You

I Remember You
The curve of your hip
Newly formed in degrees
The red skin of full lips
Tasting of sunshine and white
and rose blooms hiding beneath brown roots and trees.

I Remember You
I Remember two
The solid lightness of your step
The steady beat within your breasts
As you held me and told me to breathe
The brightness in your gaze as you tell me your age

I Remember You
The sway of your woman's hips
While the sinking weight of a lost childhood
Lay heavy on the pieces of your shattered heart

Hey!
I Remember You
I Remember You
I Remember You
The depth of your crooked smile
The heft of your woman's breasts
The smell of sweat and passions heat in the heart of self love
I remember the flowers in your hands in the Sunday mornings light
Sweet smelling wind shivering your mahogany mane

I Remember You
The sadness of your gaze
The blotches of heartache and soot soaking in your soul
I remember the whispered promise as I gripped your thighs and took you into myself

A man's smell pervasive and intoxicating and altogether sickening

The nauseating clawing scent of remembered wrong and hateful lustful wanting of attentive eyes and hands purging this body of a soul

I Remember You
I Remember You and hate the you in me I see
I Remember You
The deadness of brown windows staring blankly into me
Pits devoid of life
Hiding behind smiles and shades of momentary sunlight

I Remember You
And hate that I do
Hate that I'm you
I Remember You
I do

Even when I do not want to