I don't remember that night too clearly
I had more than just a little to drink
But I remember the feeling
Of your hands holding mine
Of my legs tangled with yours
Of our bodies inches apart
I remember the feeling
Of your breath, so close
Of your stubbly cheeks scratching my palms
Of your warmth, radiating
I remember the feeling
Of your face in my hands
Of your eyes pouring into mine
Of your presence, so visceral
I remember the feeling
