By Star of David |
Date: 2003 Dec 18
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Our love slipped past us when we weren't looking as we stopped paying attention and lost ourselves in other unimportant things.|
We forgot the loving and lived for the moments that brought temporary pleasure like the feel of skin on skin as we slipped off our clothes, made love in candlelight on rainy days.
In between the moments of pleasure all we had was an empty space, a place where we no longer spoke of love and remembered tenderness only if it was sure to be followed by passion that blew our minds away.
A place where whispered words of love and cherishing one another was a thing of the past.
I feel empty this Christmas without our love to fill up the space that is now within me, making me yearn for your hand in mine. I want to hear you say you love me just one more time.