The secret kiss I left on her neck
Very little of her perfume was left after our night
Just a taste of warmth and salt
I cared so deeply
And cried softly
I knew there wasn't time for me to stay
Her body craddle up in a tangle of cotton sheets and dreamed future
The curve of her neck was where I left my sorrowful kiss
Then to the night I took my leave
lovely
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