Memories Lost -------------------------------------------
I've forgotten what you taste like,
I've forgotten the way you feel.
The memory of your lips is a phantom
That leaves me wondering if you were real.
I've forgotten the way your fingertips
Would cover every inch of my skin.
The way you trailed your tongue down my neck
Has eluded me once again.
I can't remember the way your most intimate parts
Would feel in the palm of my hand.
I've forgotten the look of pleasure on your face
When I would fulfill your every demand.
I can't remember what it was that you once did
To bring me to my knees.
And now I can't help but wonder,
If you even remember me.
This is such a sad and wonderfully done poem! You have a marvelous understanding of poetry, of what it is and what it is supposed to do. You are a real "natural" with verse (I've also read some of your prose and I can see that you are a born writer, your stuff is highly readable, a nearly lost art) again, a very touching poem... bravo ... bravo ... bravo ... michael
hey...right now it seems every F*ucking thing is referring to my life...sadly...this is true to me...but since it's real to me...i can honestly say that the emotion eminates off of it very nicely, good flow too, and i like the lack of vivid imagery...that makes it seem more like all of it is being forgotten...favorites!
omg that's really good. the rhyming scheme flowed very well. i was able to completly sympathize for the poem. i've written some memory poems and they do hurt, but better to get them out on paper than leave a scar on your body right?
This was good. The flow was off a bit. but the way you detail certain tangiable feels that are no longer registering with your senses was very clever. I liked the rhyme scheme and felt the ending was good. Overall, very good.