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1-13-04

10:09 pm



It amazes me sometimes.

How the smell of one thing.

Can take you back in time.

I still have the a-shirt from that day.

Under my pillow with my memories.

I thought they were all tucked safely away.

Not to be called upon.

Until I missed you so much that I had to smell you.

But today I lay there.

Reading, my thoughts engrossed in the story.

There was that smell again.

There was you again.

I was right back there again.

There again on a borrowed bed.

There again you on top of me.

There again feeling you touch my nakedness.

There again feeling you caress my tender untouched skin.

There again was you.

What I wouldn�t give to be there again.