I Remember Then

I remember many things
about those days and you.

I remember staring into brown eyes
as though I couldn't get enough of them,
then burning the love I saw there
into a memory to keep for all time.

I remember how with you,
total silence could be so comfortable,
and how it was the only time
in my life I ever felt that to be so.

I remember how safe I felt with you.
Even the way you said my name
was different from how others said it
and I remember feeling
that even my name
was safe in your mouth.

I remember how sometimes
we made love all night
and stayed in bed all day,
then skinny dipping
to cool down
all the secret places
our lovemaking heated up.

I remember lying in your arms
in the afterglow and thinking
how profound it was,
the way the brain hitched a ride
when the body did all the work.

You were my miracle
in our own short season,
and it makes me remember
the last time I saw you

because I will never forget
the pain of my loss.

by C.J. Heck

Comments (4)

C J, you are one hell-of-a-good writer. Glad to be on the same planet with you. Huge hugs, Jerry
Only a person at peace with themselves could tell this story. Only a poet could tell it so well. Rusty
Beauty and pain so close like lovers...
Thank you CJ, a gentle poignant reverie of joy and pain