Little by little, your steps grew close, my sick heart rushes at the sweet thought of you.
Maybe, i am an idiot, maybe i never look for the right person, perhaps it's my fate what you brought.
The tingles, the racing speed of my heart, the cause of my blurry vision, the blood moving so fast inside my veins, they were all what you poisoned into me just by your glances.
Glances given by those powerful orbs surrounding which i could place a thousand stars of my love, and make a whole galaxy.
You tried to speak with your lips, stop and erase what was going on. You tried to distant.
But it wasn't a pity, your lips only worked well on mine, it only opened for the bad stuffs we did, the long nights of pleasure we spend, and to describe the love we have.
Some people call it an urgency, some name it as lust, but only we know what goes on in the middle of the night.
When my heart beats for you, when our hands intertwine, and the way our eyes travel in each other's soul so tenderly that each and every parts of my senses awaken, yet i feel ecstatic like i'm in the prettiest dream.
Those nights will just be what only we would be aware of.
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