memories

I miss the touches...
Interlacing fingers as we walk,
a guiding touch at the small of my back as we move through a crowd,
the searching touch in the heat of the moment,
the reassuring touch combined with kisses on my shoulder when we roll over in our sleep,
briefly waking with a sigh,
I sink myself into your arms and fall back to sleep.
yeah - I miss this.

lordy lordy

I'm not in Kansas ... or Phoenix anymore.

just wondering

What the fuck have I done?