As I recall memories of that night,
Flesh to flesh we lay,
On white satin,
Under the cold sheets,
Radiant moon above us,
I caressed your skin,
Goose bumps fabricate,
The more I brush my hand against your dermis,
I learn the texture of your body,
And memorize your fingerprints,
Like the back of my hand,
Tracing the outlines of your body,
To mark your flab,
As my territory,
Only to reside,
Within the confines of your heart.
