A ballad a day for June 2014 - day 13 - Back when

Pretend it was way back then and you could see what I saw
Your dark eyes and brown skin, your fingers caressing my jaw
My bones shaking like love at your touch
My mouth against yours because I loved you so much

Do you remember way I knocked on your door
Do you remember way we made love on the floor
Look at the sky these days
Look at the walls in this maze