One Moment I Will Never Forget
The house is behind us.
The porch light is on.
I hear laughter inside.
It doesn’t matter.
We are outside.
The crickets chirp.
We are all that matters.
His clothes are clean.
The smell of cigarette lingers in his hair
And I can taste it when we’re close.
Stars shine above us.
His hot breath brushes
Across my neck.
Goosebumps form on my arms.
I sit up and see his eyes shining.
I become aware of the couch beneath
And the cold around
I close the small distance between us.
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