80. Happy Birthday

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your lips pressed to mine,
i swear i never tasted something so sweet.

your kiss, i crave in terrible ways
there's a pit in my stomach
it sounds a bit like passion burning,
brewing upwards in my chest
the flames are reflecting through my reddened cheeks

your hand reaching for mine, my heart racing
fingers intertwined, we fit perfectly together
and when our minds collide, you'll find similarity close behind
i love the differences all the same

so sweet love, curl your lips once more
into that smile i adore
let this be your day for life to go your way
and whenever you need it, my love awaits.

Happy Birthday, I love you.

a/n: very happy about the topic of my 80th poem (:

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