Halls of My Memory - a poem

 

Halls of My Memory

I roam the empty rooms and dusty halls of my memory

Trying to remember a name

A brief glimpse of a face

A naked body

I long to immerse myself in my past

Relive the scents and tastes

The touching and exploring

That private moment when two are one

Passion unbridled

The joy

Even laughter and the secret conversations after

Once so vivid

So alive

Now gone

Forgotten

Lost