Saturday, 11 January 2014

A Kiss Remembered

Kissing you always felt so right, your lips soft against mine, firm and hesitant. I've often called you the best kisser I've ever kissed... but what if my memories are wrong, and you aren't that good, it's just my imagination playing tricks like it always does? I could kiss you and find out, but if I'm wrong I don't want to know it.

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