Your silhouette,
strong against the darkness
of my soul,
Fills my heart
with a yearning
so overwhelming that
I swoon.
Your breath
plays with rhythms
in a symphony of
whispers in my ear
reviving,
reinventing,
rejuvenating,
my innermost secrets.
Oh, the ecstasy
of first love!
Oh, the fervour
of that first touch!
Those moments,
hushed in their decline,
are no more.
Memories,
agonisingly persistent,
remain.