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dedicated to :Michael Lynn Perry (1-13-93 to 3-2-11)

The feel of the still air.
The smell of the sheets.
I want you here.I need you here, with me.
All of time seems to be frozen every time i hear your name.
Every thought, every memory, burned into my brain.
I breathe in deep, trying to recapture the moment.
I hold myself in a hug pulling my knees to my chest.
I close my eyes and remember.
I remember everything.
The way you looked at me with your deep pools of promise, and hope for nothing at all, and at the same time, everything.
I remember your scent.
The way you'd tense as i sniff your shoulder.
The playful smirk, you masking the thoughts you think as you stare into me.
I thought them too.
I love to relive the way you ran your hands along my neck and pulled me to you in a kiss so filled with passion that as i lay here, holding myself, my knees still tremble, and my toes still curl with the need of the feeling of extacy, love, and safety i had back.
My thoughts fade back to reality slowly as i realize that everything that is that good must be let go.
I let them slip away slowly, holding onto the last thought for what seems like a lifetime.
I sigh to remind myself to breathe and shut down my thought process; because without you here my thoughts are torture.