I can remember

I can not go to the time 
where the mornings were sweet as cake 
And the evenings were wet as rain 
Where I felt no pain it was like sugar cane to the membrane 
Only comings and goings with no distance traveled 
Love was in the air or was it legs 
As they parted on the floor, on the couch, in the bed … getting ahead of myself 
Made wrong feel so right and made right so hard to let go 

Sad love song, blues, delta blues, violin