Oh How You Haunt Me
I can still smell your perfume in the night as I sleep.
 I can still taste you’re your lips on mine as we kissed
in the cool night rain.
I can still feel your silky soft skin beneath my
fingertips.
I can still hear your soft voice in my ears.
I wake up crying out your name in the night after you take
over yet another dream of mine. 
Sometimes I wonder if this will ever stop but other times I
hope it doesn’t.
The only connections I have left with you is how these
memory haunt me night after night.