She remembers

Sometimes she remembers,
days of her past,
until the last,
a memory so vast.

Sometimes she remembers,
life of leisure,
touch of pleasure,
time to treasure.

Sometimes she remembers,
his breath on her face,
warmth in that place,
caused by his caress.

Sometimes she remembers,
secrets she kept,
nights she wept,
feeling so inept.

Sometimes she remembers,
right from the start,
playing her part,
breaking his heart.

A woman can rest her mind,
if it is known.
The one she left behind,
is still alone.