I've always loved the way music elicits memories and emotion.
On a cold windy night, in a warm dark room, laying in a bed with the one I want to be with. Soft sheets, Satsuma candles giving off a slight glow and pleasant smell. Her skin softer than the sheets, my arms around her, her breath on my neck. Her kisses softer than her skin, the smell of her hair, hair that never tickles my nose. She gets up to turn on some music; her hair falls gently upon her soft shoulders in the barely discernible light. Enough light to see her feminine curves the tanned soft skin and her beautiful smile as she looks into my eyes and returns to bed. Her skin, momentarily cool to the touch until my hand warms the spot.
"I wanted so badly" The first four words of time and time again by the Counting Crows began one of the most cherished and beautiful moments I have ever shared in my life. I wanted so badly - and right there and then I had it. Us lying in that bed comforted by each other's warm caress, our kisses warming our souls. It was the first time I heard the song and it left an indelible imprint, for a long time I would sparsely listen to that song, I didn't want to wear out the feeling it elicited. That moment with (I shant say), with that song playing I would live forever.
I wonder if she ever knew how much that meant to me?
