The Moment.

I'm sitting in a chair at Home, I can't get you off my mind.
Your smell lingers on my clothes.
Your touch is still felt on my skin.
Your words ring through my ears.
I miss you so much.

Words fail me as think over our time together.
I wonder if either of us expected it.
Perhaps we knew, in secret, of the future.
I wouldn't take it back for the world.
The most perfect of moments.

"To be utterly lost in a moment."
"The most beautiful feeling that ever could be."
Intoxicated.
Caught in an instant, trapped in time.
The same words came to both our lips.

I still can't believe the days events.