Forgetful Love
I remember the smell
With which you draped
Your body and came and
Stood in front of me ...
I remember my inner craving
To lose my consciousness
Deep within you ...
I remember the longing
To hold you against me ...
I remember that twilight where
The path turned left and the rain
That took you away from me ...
I remember your
Deer-eyed fright.
But I do not remember
When we met for the
First time years ago!
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