The Sacrafice

I loved him...
&& I wanted him to know
Even if he had just the slightest inclination of something I knew so strongly in my heart, then I would be satisfied.
So I offered up my most precious treasure, and he eagerly accepted.
He undressed My Body
then he kissed My Body
with the most gentlest touch he caressed every bend and curve on My Body
He entered My Body
then devoured My Body
then as I slowly drifted he leaned close and whispered "I love Your Body"...
Time goes by...
&& we begin to fade
It's not him or me, more of a mutual thing.
However, there is something I miss
Something I wish I could get back
Not his eyes
not his touch
not his lips...