Farewell to a Lover

My Chilean lover

Old soul

Past life shaman

Mysterious and bold

Your touch drove me mad

Hands knew just what to do

Your kisses bruised my lips

Then melted my resolve

Ancient desires

Born of the Moon

And you of Neptune

Awakened past lives

Wild Andalusian stallion

Thick hair black as night

Skin to make a woman cry

Eyes brown as burnt wood

Volatile emotions

You would pout

Then I would gently brush

Your hair from your eyes

I would make you laugh

Though you tried not to

You would make me let go

Though I tried not to

So beautiful

My young lover

I will miss your touch
And the deep wisdom you brought to my skin. 

© 2014 Aspen Karen Fischer