Love letter

Written, un-sent in the wind swept sand of time!

Love is but the feeling of the moment, that one hopes
will last forever!

Oh! How so, did I want it to last,
But Kismet sent us to different shores!

‘Twas only soft touching of our lips, but oh, so soft and sweet,
why did we have to part?

Be still my still wanting foolish heart!

Memories of past youth’s love with you,
of our first meeting and of our parting too!

I miss your sensuous lips entangled with mine,
with wet sweet kisses of love!

Do you sometimes miss my lips too?

Should I call your number for a return affair, would you like to rendezvous?

Tis too late … wrong number!

By Remorseful Poet
JimEee