a soul like hers

i can’t unlearn her lips
nor my trembling hands on her hips,
the look in her eyes
is drowning out our quiet sighs.  
her fingers draw a line
while her soft gaze locks onto mine
until she shuts the door  
to her loving soul, aching for more.  
 
as i open my eyes again,
sweat on my skin, alarm rings next to my ear  
i knew, while tears flood down my face like rain:
when are you going to stop thinking of her?
 
i won’t. i can’t.
i don’t want to forget my soft, loving girl. i‘ve never seen a soul like hers.