On cold Saturday mornings...
My feet remember resting.
My legs remember sitting still.
My body remembers the hot computer on my knees.
My arms remember reaching.
My hands remember the sweat.
My face remembers mogler6 coming to me saying trade me please.
My mind remembers I will do that again.
by Eloise
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