You are becoming cloudy in my mind.
The stubble on your cheek is slowly fading to me.
I do not remember the grainy prickle of it on my fingertips.
The memory of it rubbing my lips raw is lodged in the very back of my brain.
I can not seem to recall my hands ever being tousled in your hair.
The sweet smell of your skin does not still linger on my sheets.
I don’t recollect the soft smack of your lavish lips on mine.
The feeling of your hot breath on my neck is not relived in my mind over & over.
I have forgotten how your hands were like a feather brushing my hips.
Your divine smile is lost in the sea of my memories.
I have not dwelled upon the memory of my head nestled on your chest.
The warm brown coffee of your eyes does not strike a note within me.
I don’t think about you at all anymore.