The Memory Remains

The memory remains

Of cold flames

And skin

Against skin.

I may have learned

Her real name

But my memory retains

Rough carpet burns

And a skirt

So short,

That,  on first look

I mistook

It for a belt.

No lover was spurned.

She never returned.

9 thoughts on “The Memory Remains

      1. OIKOS™- Art, Books & more

        Thank you for the wonderful news. Usually appreciated by you. Here we had temperatures below 20 degrees Celsius, the first time, but that was nothing special.The area here is called “Bavarian Siberia”.;-) xx Michael

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