Whisper

I remember that one time you kissed me, held my waist and kept whispering things in my ear and I can't for the life of me recollect what it was you said. I guess I was too distracted by your scent and how your fingers swept across the curve of my back and how they gently slipped under my shirt..
I forgot what I wanted to say with this, good night.

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