I was fine

I was fine
and didn't really even
miss you until I
made love to someone

else.
with the touch
of his hand
between my thighs

his
lips on
my breast
and breath

in my breath,
in that moment
of pleasure
and pain

you
became so
utterly gone
to me.

or was it
remembered,
not gone,
my love?

the passion.
the beautiful
slow always kissing
my mouth.

the way you whispered
"baby" and how
you knew just
when to go deep.

the sleeping next
to you and your
snore that was
so loud.

remembered, yes
and so
utterly
gone.