And I still remember the taste of your lips
While you hands wrapped around my thighs
And you pushed me up against the wall
Slowly kissing my neck as I gasped for the air that I couldn't revive while we kissed
I remember it all like it was just yesterday
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PoetryPoetry isn't like clockwork it comes when it wants when it feels its presence is needed so when it comes knocking I answer