Thursday, December 7, 2017

12/6

It was 3 minutes to eleven in front of that house that we sat and stared at
eventually you stole my eyes and it went black
you're soft. and careful. 
gentle. and sweet.
but passionate and I felt the words through your lips.
smiles always seep through and we laugh soft
close. and just staying.
feeling like heaven
I want that moment forever.
Hand on your neck, forehead to forehead
joyful smiles
it was a perfect moment,
you love me so well.
please don't stop.


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