I'm imagining us meeting finally after all this time. How am I supposed to see you for the first time in two years when I have constantly imagined it repeatedly in my head-the expectations are high. How do I not tackle you in an embrace you so hard that we fall to the floor? It wouldn't be the first time I have fallen for you.
My heart flutters at the idea of standing on my toes, my hands caressing your face as I kiss you. I already want to know your lips (for not only their words) but the way they converse with my tongue. I already feel your thumbs over the waistband of my jeans as you pull me closer.
I want you now. I am usually one to take things slow. How am I supposed to act like it is the first time, when I have loved you for much longer? I have been pining for this for over a year. It feels like I have been loving you for forever.
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Limerence (Poetry)
Poetry"Bumblebee: I wonder if you will still love me when I protect myself and sting." Started: 8/20/20 Completed: 10/18/21 My 7th poetry book.
