The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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"I Can't Forget"

@Uootem

You say 'hello' so casually...
          just like the old friend you actually are
                    then my heart pounds in unison (with remembered desire)
              to the vibrations of the melodic sound of your voice
and you ask if I still write poetry
                            And I think how could I not
                                                      for it is my only escape from insanity.

I can't forget the taste of your lips
          and the rush of your breath across my neck.
I can't forget how your voice sounded
          when you said you loved me too.
I can't forget the way your body felt to my touch
          your skin so soft and warm... rising to my hand.
I can't forget you innocence
          how we learned of love together step by step.

I can't forget anything about you, and "us"
                                    and of these things I must write....
          of course I still write poetry --
                        for you were always the favored subject:
                                                          the love so fresh and new....
                                  the love so alive and ever deepening...
                    the love I lost so long ago...
the love that left this emptiness...

I still write poetry of you.