Could'Ve Left Your Pictures

Mind cluttered thoughts, I gasp Chasing idolized memories of your lips Once red as tender wines Now fading like linens Pursuing thoughts of your eyes Portraits of perfection engraved in your complexion How could I let such art escape my mind Your caramel skin I wish to taste again My tongue yearns to travel the curves and joys of such a delicacy Tears mock my soul as I look at an empty frame Memories deride my mind as your face begins to fade You could’ve left your picture