pull me close
hold me time
your arms
around my waist
mine around your shoulders
never let me go
look into my eye
lock eyes with me
one glance of my lips
me glancing at yours
leaning in slow
the anticipation building
lips
slightly parted
brush lightly against each other
no aim
just an abjective
together
lips come together
come in sync
pulling me closer
tightening your grip
breathing through your nose so you don't have to part away for breath
longing for the touch of another
never wanting to move away
to stay together
holding
wanting
needing
forever
kiss
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Poetry and Thoughts
Poetrythings I think and write, no reason to be. some have meaning, most don't.
