It seeps through my fingers
Like the wispy wind once did
When will i ever have It again?
Has It just been misplaced,
Or is it forever gone?
When will i feel the heat and warmth,
The feelings and senses
And all the smells and memories that came along?
Too long have i gone without,
And now yearn for It's return.
So close to me
But no further could it be.
I've had yet just a taste,
And now i want more.