Kiss

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Huddling together
as the cold wind blows
looking into bright eyes
as the dark night glows

My hands
Your neck
Your lips
A sweet peck

 Your cheeks redden
at my fingertips
As I run it
Down to your lips

Your lips
touch mine
as I hold
your spine

And I stay there,
feelin' it, lovin' it,
It's like a drug
I need one more hit

I gasp
for your breath
love feels
like death
                          - Laini

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