Just One More

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One last drink

Another minute on the sofa in your lab under my ratty brown duvet

Just one more brush of your skin against mine


The words never fell from my lips

My bags packed in the still of night

And yet you know, you always know


Blind touching, just trying to remember my texture, just trying to remember your sound

It could be the last time

Or a prologue to our forever


Just one more symphony of soft sound against the cream walls of your bedroom

Another minute enraptured in your embrace

One last kiss

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