Salt Stained Memories

I can still feel the whisper of your skin against me, the taste of your mouth against my lips of whiskey and sunshine.
The warm blanket of your body meeting mine , sheltering promises of blissful nights. The scent of the salt kissed ocean against your face.
I witness the tears in your dark eyes as the lay into my soul creating a spiral of emotions… I am lost against a raging seduction of mind, body and anguish.
Wanting more , awaiting the arrival of collision against my flesh. Lips pressed to cheek… Leaving me wanting all that I cannot have but cannot live without ~

The memories of you still haunt my life

—	@inkwellwriter5 Lost in memories of you