With the strength of memory,
I go back in time,
and your image materialises
before my longing eyes.
Your lips sweet as honeycomb
that I once enjoyed
today I evoke them with such vividness
that I can almost taste them.
My skin relives the delicate
touch of your caresses,
that haunted night
when you lay on the sand.
Exquisite and forbidden fruit
that incited to be tasted,
while the crystalline waters
baptised your body.
Every time the mind travels
to that dreamy beach,
time stands still and you
I have you next to me again.
Palpitating, ethereal,
overflowing with sensuality,
your essence immortalised in my being.
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