Spice

Last night I awoke in a cold sweat
Images kaleidoscope across eyelids
Blush fills my cheek
Dreaming of May '12
Sensual and surprising
I begin to weep
Did you forget the art we were?
David is plain in comparison
Subconscious recollection of you
That green couch never knew such heat existed
Green for go
We went
at each other like starving animals
Dreaming reminds me
The spice of your waist
You were the best meal I ever had