A light caress,

A sexy dress,

A smile you try to hide,

A hello kiss

Just inside the door,

A mirror where you stand behind me

And we see

How beautifully we go together.

Can you picture it?

A first, a second time,

A third.

I’ve heard reliving memories 

Can be as sweet as making them,

But I don’t know.

I’d love to go and try it all again,

Just like before,

So I can have a fresh heart

To compare to all the fresh start memories 

And see, in fact, in deed,

Which one is better.

-jenn