Healing

My mind's eye creates an image,
Perfection among any man I've ever known,
Depicting and portraying every minute detail,
With proportions as accurately as I remember,
And I stare in wonder at the beauty of your body.

Soft murmurs whisper in my head,
Echoing your voice through my mind
Heavy and deep and completely relaxed,
Almost as if you just spoke in my ear,
Such sounds elicit chills down my spine.

Unconsciously I focus in on that one part,
So soft and strong and utterly masculine,
I yearn to reach out and touch what I see,
To take you in my mouth just one more time,
But it is not you, it is only a memory.

Time passes as it is wont to do,
But still you remain inside as a part of me,
I begin to fear you shall haunt me forever,
Ruining my future by never letting me forget,
Never allowing me to let go of what we had.

Once upon a time you were mine,
I was free to explore that magnificent body,
But that is the past now and I am left alone,
Imagining your voice and reliving the past,
Awaiting the day I can move on.

Then today I awoke to a new sensation,
I did not know what, but something was different,
And when your image came to my mind,
Filling my head with seductive words,
I felt nothing but numbness for the empty promises.