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you feel so good
and it tickles when you breathe on my neck.
every breath, hits me in two different ways.
then the confusion sets in...
am i smiling at the feeling, or am i smiling at the feeling?
it's kinda sweaty, but your cheeks are warm
pressed up against mine.
i want you closer.
tighter...
i can feel the vibrations of your voice
and anticipate every breath
i love it when it hits my neck
don't stop, please.

you let go,
you smile, and time stops
the feeling rushes in, as our lips move
closer...
closer...
closer...
then it departs, as you depart
minutes to moments, moments to memories.
i can't forget how you felt. i can't forget how it felt.
but in this memory, i can forget everything else.

take it back,
memories to moments, moments to minutes.
make it real again.
cause that's just how i like it, when your lips meets mine.

mm hmm

When was the last time I wrote something like that...?