Bittersweet.

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First the eyecontact,
our heavy breathing,
mingling together,
struggling for oxygen.

Then your cold fingertips,
digging into my bare skin,
pulling me closer,
closing the gap.

We kissed.
So passionately, seductively,
our lips feeling each other
adrenaline rushing through.

Our hands exploring,
each other at places,
we never knew existed,
igniting the fire in us.

Not just any kiss
it was the meeting
of our souls
making me crave for more.

You came into me,
making me shiver from inside,
you were enjoying my state,
stating your true motives.

Good at running away,
you were,
leaving me vulnerable
as ever.

I should've known,
the moment between us,
as nothing but just,
a bittersweet memory.



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