Faded

Drunken memories fade faster
Faster when there's no time to make new ones
Even faster
Since I'm trying to hold on to the memory of the one moment when I had it all
Everything I've always wanted
Faster these memories fade
Fleeting.
Chase them, chase them , catch them.
Please.
Give me another memory.
Lets do this one more time.
Love.
I need another memory.
I need to know.
I have to know it wasn't a dream.
I need to know it was real.
A memory.
A clear memory of you and I.
A picture I can't lose.
I'm desperately grasping for the details.
The infinitely intricate intimate expressions
Subtle, sweet, satiating specifications with which I can't bear to part.
Whispered words which whisk me away and I'd rather not return
To the sobering reality of here and now
The reality that no matter how intoxicating your kisses may be
This is only tangible temporarily
And in the end all that remains are memories.
Warm, soft memories.
Sienna tinted memories.
Fading memories.