A kiss that I could never forget,
A hug so warm that I lost part of myself to you;
Love-like feelings flowing from your warm body into mine;
How can I forget as I lay still breathing?
The harder I try, the more vivid the feelings.
So painful to forget even a moment spent with you,
Yet painful also is remembering you.
Why do you want her, when she is not like me?
She moves not your heart the same way that I do.
All she offers is passing comfort,
Comfort begotten in proximal location
And flexibility in job rotation;
You freely admit this yet it seems to be untrue,
So I’m convinced that I’m loving in vain:
You obviously hold Ms. Proxy quite dear.