A Whisper of Air

Feeling the cold air on her cheek

she blushed,

he used to have that same effect

 reminiscing about the past 

no longer having unwarranted emotions

Laying in his bed

the TV a distant sound

his nose against her jaw bone

his hand on her lower back

she could help but giggle

then laugh

she was ticklish that night

“you are so goofy”

“no I’m not” she laughed

“I think thats what makes me like you” he whipsered

she left the memory at that.

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