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a beautiful spring night.
i finally got to know what it felt like to have your fingers graze along my body,
to finally have your lips upon mine, molding so perfectly together.
when i think back to how it felt, goosebumps make their way to the surface of my skin,
my eyes shut and suddenly,
i'm back to that night.
that beautiful spring night.
i will never forget the way you looked at me,
the way your hands felt on my warm skin,
the way your lips felt on mine.
how badly i want to feel your touch again.
how badly i want to hear your words whispered in my ear like a warm summer breeze against flushed cheeks.

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