she gave a look like skirts lifting
over soft thighs and round hips
she gave a look like sweaters dropping
from shoulders to the floor
she sighed like satin sheets
smooth and full of lustful whispers
she sighed like she'd been promised
to be stroked and to be adored
she'd forgotten how his eyes met hers
she'd forgotten how he smelled
when he first arrived at her door
and even more, the morning after
she'd forgotten to remember him
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