can you pinpoint
a time, when
we became lovers?
or remember the smell of
the air, its infectious
aroma bewildering?
the sounds that
surrounded us, filling
our ears with noise.
the dry taste on
your tongue, leaving you
at a loss for words.
the way my skin
shivered, as you dragged
your fingers down my side.
if i could forget
the sight, of you


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