Well-Travelled

Pained prison

Do you remember what it felt like

To be young and free

Dark eyes

Do you remember what it looked like

In natural lighting

Heavy breath

Do you remember the open ease

Of fresh air

Strong hands

Do you remember the firm grip

Of holding your desires

Long legs

Do you remember the distance

Of travelling here

Tired face

Do you remember when it was easier

To smile

Dry lips

Do you remember the passion

Of a wanted kiss

Soft hair

Do you remember the breeze

Of Summer winds

Broken heart

Do you remember what it felt like

To not have to pretend to feel

Remaining soul

Do you remember everything you went through

To make it here

Reservation

Did you find that your desires

Must now come to you

 

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