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I used to think that our brains had touched 

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During some drunken stupor in early June 

As the sun peeked out from behind

Behind that grimy skyline 

I grabbed your hand and our bodies swayed backwards 

To be caressed by the railings 

Fingers intertwined, laughing 

And we laughed as we walked in through the dawn

And I slipped some witty remark in between about your past 

Like it was a joke

I could tell you were flustered

Because of the long silence

Your smile came back soon after

And then I led you back home

You plucked the marlboro from my mouth as we fell to the bed

Took a drag

And we ripped each other’s clothes off 

One hot minute after the other 

I told you that I loved you

And then we forgot each other