To See You Again
You grab my arm, and you pull me inside. The door is shut and I am pressed up against it. With you in front of me and the door behind me, our lips touch for the first time in so many years. I've lost track of the all of the years. 16? 19? Has it been 20 yet? Memories flood back. Your lips are so familiar. Your taste. Your smell.You have my head in your hands, and you pull me from the door slightly as you back away to look at me. You drink me in. My eyes, my lips, my chin. Your...
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