Taste, Hear, Feel: On Experiencing Love

 I can still taste you,
subtle strawberry swirling
over my tongue
tangling with yours.
A sensation
I once professed
to hate
I now
chase,
crave,
let it set
my body alight.

I can still hear you:
your laugh,
your words--
cute,
soft,
beautiful--
your moan intensifying
before going quiet
against my lips.
Every observation,
every reaction,
all echoing through my mind,
wrapping me in your warmth.  

I can still feel you,
skin on skin electrifying,
safe and snuggled beneath you,
your size dwarfing mine.  
Our bodies together--
waiting, wanting,
impatient but
perfectly in time.

It's too much,
it's not enough,
it's not what I've felt before,
it's
so
much
more.

Love...
your love...
I can still
taste it,
hear it,
feel it.