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