ECHOES OF HER

"Echoes of Her" I miss her luscious lips, the way they’d part, Whispering love, then silencing my heart. Tantalizing kisses, like fire and wine, Left a burn on my soul — sweet and divine. The fragrance of her perfume haunts the air, Like ghosted memories tangled in despair. Each breath I take, it aches like a crime — A scent that holds me captive in time. Her shampoo’s scent still lives on my skin, Soft floral echoes of where we’ve been. It clings like hope I cannot shed, A trace of heaven where angels once tread. Her hugs — oh, those powerfully warm tides, A storm of passion where safety hides. Wrapped in her arms, I could forget the world, As love in spirals and sparks unfurled. But what I miss most, what tears me apart, Is the beat of her heart against my heart. A rhythm now silent, cruelly displaced, By an emptiness only her love can replace.