I listen to the same song

over and over and over

because it reminds me of you and makes me

feel the emotions that our whole encounter gave me.

Only this time all at once.

All the happiness and the disappointment,

the bliss, the overwhelming fear

and the raging anger.

I feel it all at once

and am washed in my own tears,

fueled by bittersweet memories,

that make me want to scream

into the ocean and to the sky

and drown

out my voice and my being

until I am cleansed

and new

and fresh

and good.  

He made love to her like she was

the whole world.

His breath deep

and slow like the rhythm of their bodies.

She felt

beautiful and perfect and comfortable.

It was slow and it was easy,

and it would rupture

between love and lust,

like it should.

Like nothing else

mattered and everything

that had gone so terribly wrong

was finally going right. 

she was like the ocean

raging and dark and deep

not to be conquered

not to be understood

like a fleeting storm

until the dying calm  

You are like the rain,

come and go too quickly;

without warning and without cause,

flowing with the wind,

crashing onto my skin,

like little kisses I cannot keep.