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Her skin was soft
And I pressed
My hands against
The small of her back
Hoping to leave some
Impression 
Of what I'd shared with her
Deep in the palms of my 
Hand 
I could feel the electricity
We shared
Faintly
Briefly
More then what yesterday
Held for me alone...