A memory

You just need to collect good memories because you relive it all once you start thinking about it.
I have a memory of you. The one I always keep closer to my heart....
The one that keeps making me feel better every time I think of it....
I’ve always felt resistance when it comes to physical touch but...
I can’t deny the fact that the way you touch is different.... It is more soothing yet provoking....
Every morning I wake up I feel you sleeping right next to me... Breathing peacefully.....
So I look at you, I smile and pretend as if I don’t like it and say "go away let me sleep"
But you murmur something back and cling to me even more ....
So I spent the next hour just looking at you.... Blinking feels wrong...
When I am sure that you slept, I smile a bit of victory and bend a little towards you....
I started looking at your eyelashes....
I touch them carefully.... Then I move my gaze from eyes to cheeks and from cheeks to lips, from lips to back at what I saw first....
You know your face always confuses me ... Not letting me decide what to look at more....
So I spend the next hour looking at your face and feeling your breaths....
Then I bring my face closer to your face and kiss your cheeks in a manner you still don’t know.
I kissed your cheeks delicately so you won’t wake up and see that I burn the same for you....
So I kiss the top of your nose.... And then the forehead and nothing feels better than kissing your forehead.
A layer of fear passes through my veins and I get scared of losing these petals....
I get scared of me making these petals lose their charm.... So I finally kiss both your eyes and lay back and start looking at you again...
A drop of tear starts traveling on my face and stop right when it gets to my chin....
I burn... I burn and burn a little more to see you sleeping...
So I let my hand travel through your hair and experience every galaxy that ever exists.... And I let you sleep back for a million more years because I never got tired of looking at the flower lying in my arms ....
Every morning I feel you and
It feels as if that one single memory came back to life...