Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Lost Love

"Just a poem from the heart"

12
11 Comments 11
1.3k Views 1.3k
292 words 292 words

Days come and go

Time goes by

I think of you and can only cry

Remembering you, and all we were

The memories now are just a blur.

My heart still aches for what we had

But everything now just makes me sad.

Your warm embrace, your tender kiss

The love we had is what I miss.

Your eyes would shine when you'd see me dance

Waiting patiently for my advance

I'd step to you with a lustful strut

And giggle when you'd pinch my butt

Our lips would lock with tender passion

Some might say it was, "love, old fashioned."

Rainy nights we had together

We promised each other it would be forever.

Our intimacy was truly unmatched

Like raised from young that grew and hatched.

I peruse the pictures that we took

Just to remember how you look

But now I find myself in tears

Knowing it has been all these years.

I've changed so much to avoid my pain

But even til now, my heart is stained.

A frisky young girl who was swayed by lust

Never believing it would become a bust

But just like our nights of musical moans

The love you gave me was merely on loan.

I try to forget, I try to move on,

Remembering that now you're merely gone

A kiss to never taste

A lust to never embrace

The eyes of love on your smiling face.

I sit here now, years ahead

Remembering that our love is truly dead.

I miss you still

You were my all

How could I rise from the enormous fall?

I'll wipe my tears

Clean up my face

And grant the pleasure in love's place.

So thinking back as I recall

How far did I truly fall?

Published 
Written by MissPetJanet
Loved the story?
Show your appreciation by tipping the author!

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your erotic stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors

Comments