The Souvenir

A memory of a time well spent, of something kept to remind you of me and me of you.

By Emmanuel Ngwa
1 Minutes
Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash<br>
Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

I left you a piece of me,

Something to remind you of my smell in your room.

I left you a taste of me,

Something to remind you of my taste in your mouth.

I left you a touch of me,

Something to remind you of my touch around your waist.

I left you something to hold on to,

Something to remind you of how I felt around your body and you, around mine.

Maybe it was my perfume,

Maybe it was my saliva.

Call it your souvenir…

Love
Poetry
Memory
Souvenir