can I but remember
your taste
on my lips and eyes
I'd know the feel of you
on my palms and fingertips

recalling the slow intake of breath
on my skin
as I rise to meet the soul of you
your name will always be
a litany on my lips

my Love
my Love
oh my Love

by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

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