Ink Stained Soul…

Moments turn to memories.
Outside of being a mother, my most cherished moments are of moments spent with You..
Ones drowning in your scent.
Echoing of your laughter.
Consumed in your passion.
I can hear you in my head.
I can be looking out the window and see your hands intertwined with mine, me underneath you.

Transported back to being Yours.
Remembering you putting a blanket over me rubbing my legs in your lap while I rest my head on your shoulder.
Carrying me down the hallway and placing me on your bed.
Your words I cling to them.
Those moments burned inside of my mind, heart, and soul.

Always