On the Tip of My Tongue 2

On the Tip of My Tongue 2

I know there is something
I liked about you,
and it's right
on the tip
of my tongue.

It might be a drum
that I played
with my hand,
or a bell
that I've dreamed
that I've rung.

There's something
about you,
a taste
or a flavor,
warmer than most
or even a neighbor;

In fact,
it's a feeling
that's near telepathic,
and when
my hands grasp
at the air
it's like traffic.

And this
is the reason
my memory's sung
a dripping sweet song
on the tip
of my tongue.