Gone
Gentle as the breeze
His hand touches my hair
Playing with the curling tendrils at my neck
Though I can't feel him anymore
As brilliant as the sun
His smile lights up my heart
Unfurling the hottest warmth within me
Though I can't see it anymore
As smooth as silk
His laugh washes over me
Drowning me in its tenderness
Though I can't hear it anymore
Like the most potent perfumes
His scent invades me
Stealing every sense of sanity
Though I can't smell it anymore
The purest form of euphoria
Penetrates my every sense
At the hint of his taste
Though I can't feel him anymore
His touch
His look
His sound
His smell
His taste
Him
Gone