The memory of skin I want to feel your skin, Beneath my searching hands. I want to hear your heart, As my face rests against yours. My whole body trembles At the mere thought of you A sensation long forgotten, Now waking with a roar. Seeing you once more Stirs the sweetest memories: The dance, the seduction, On that tender night. The heat of the game That pulled us together; The looks we exchanged That said it all. I will cherish those moments Of wildness and surrender A fleeting weakness Born of eternal grace. 20.02.2026
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