It’s nights like this, that remind me of you. The salty taste of the ocean filling the air.
The lowering sun, casting a golden glow on your skin and the slow touch of your hand on my thigh.
It’s nights like this, that remind me of our first night here. Sitting around the bonfire.
Listening to the crackling of the wood. The hearty smoke enveloping us. Our eyes meeting from across the way. The fire dancing in your eyes, catching my soul on fire.
It’s nights like this, that I wish you were here. Running your fingers through my hair. Whispering in my ear about the future. Captivating me with your stories and dreams.
It’s nights like this, that I wish you were here. Holding me close. Once again.
Kim V. Poetry 