Forgotten Love

So long
   had it taken me
   to forget.

My skin
   had missed
   your touch.

How to feel;
   your warmth
   and your lips.

To forget
   had never
   been simple.

When our embrace
   would caress me
   once more.

Memories rush in
   like a flood
   in July.

I still remember
   your smile
   and your voice.

To forget
   meant our love
   had been lost.

Human Need

Craving,
Needing,
Feeling,
Seeing.

The touch of another,
Sensing their skin.
Another memory;
So near.

Urgency,
Weakness,
Moments become;
One last time.

The notion,
The knowing,
Of people becoming
So dear.

Their eyes
See you coming;
As if it was
The first time.

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Almost a year has passed since my last published poem. I've never stopped writing, although now I don't have someone forcing it out of me all the time. As of now, my poems will begin coming out more naturally.

Expect more to come. I have many in the waiting.

Enjoy,

-Alexe Pop

Last Night, I Dreamt Of You

I saw you there,

Right in front of me.
You were already so near,
But you came closer still.

You hugged me gently,

You kissed my lips,
You looked at me in the eyes,
Then you whispered in my ear.

You told me you still loved me;

Silly me, I managed to believe you.

-Alexe Pop