I remember, a touch on my skin
Trails of cool against my heat
Whispered demands for more
Indolent breezes scented with twilight
Remind me, of you of something
I remember, a cry in the night
Sighed across bruised lips
Joined by your own glad call
Rhythms of the rain on my window
Remind me, of you of something
I remember, the touch of silk
Wrapped on my wrist
Binding me to your need
Salted caramel skin and crashing waves
Remind me, of you of something
Of disappearing, of being invisible
