Poetry (Forget me not)

That day I will never forget , where our love knot tie together.

Entangled fingers in the side of the bed, with the warmers contact.

Tinkling down the spine, to the end of the nerve.

Staring eyes with endless words, when touchdown from Adam.

The breathe from the lips, like the steam from the kettle.

With burning hot sensation, as if scorching sun in the beach.

Never forget the love, the touch, the breathe after that day.