12.25.15

Linger (1.23.16)

There's a lingering thought
in the back of my mind.
Where I wonder what would happen
if your lips touched mine.

There's a tingling feeling
from a leftover thought
of you gripping my hips
on the jeans I just bought.

There's a faint trace
of a sound that you made,
with your breath by my ear
and your voice starts to fade.

One last sensation
when our noses just brush.
You left me there breathless,
but not in a rush.