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Perfect Memory
6.24.2006
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You were drunk and desperately trying to keep your balance when I first met you.
The whole night we watched as our boy troubles slowly dissolved in bottles of beer. The stronger the buzz, the easier to forget.
Alcohol takes over the night. Slightly our skin touches, rubs, tickles. Then followed our first kisses. It was like poison running slowly through my veins. In seconds I was drawn to your mystery.
From a Bed of strangers, we hopped to a stranger's bed. Horizontal, but facing each other. We were floating, lips magnetized and fingertips tracing every inch of our bodies. I pulled you closer and closer, eliminating the space between us. I can feel your heart beating. Your soft whispers were the sweetest songs blowing in my ears.
And after our actions faded into a comforting snuggle, we fell asleep, my arms wrapped around the most beautiful boy I've ever laid my eyes on.
You are gravity and I am Newton's apples. I might be falling for you. Please don't freak out.
Come sit with me. Let's watch the sky.
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