The Things You Did Poem by Kiera R Lewis

When we were young,
the cat caught my tongue.
Whenever someone spoke of you
I would throw on a smile and my mind would run.
I would think of me with you
and you with me,
together forever.
I could picture me
inside your arms,
day and night, and night and day.
We would be so happy
when we danced the night away.
I would think of the way
you said my name;
how every syllable made me shiver
when it flew through your lips.
I would think of how it used to feel
whenever you touched me,
my hand, my back,
my shoulder, my thigh,
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I would think of my life
if it didn't have you in it;
how would I live?
how would I begin it?
But then the day came
When I thought of you no more.
You traveled
and left me
and my heart sore.