Memories that don't belong
in an album, or on the fridge
memories to store, in the deep aorta
of my heart
memories of us

that day, when we looked at our reflection
sparkling in the perfect mirror of a lake
the way you looked at me then
your eyes locked on mine
and I couldn't look away
these are memories to remember
memories of us in the rain
holding me close, driving away the cold
driving away my pain
memories of you
brushing the tingling skin on my jawbone
tilting my head back
while holding me... protectively
memories of that kiss
one that bonded us
it felt so right, so pure
to kiss... we were young... memories

memories of us