The soft touch of his tender velvet lips caress against my neck where it connects to my shoulders, leaving me breathless from the shivers ricochetting through my spin.
He trails his lips up my neck, slowly sliding his tongue up against my skin making me gasp for Air.
I want this feeling forever.
I want him forever.
I pressed my mouth firm against his, filling his lungs with love with each intake of breath.
I'm in love with him.
He doesn't know yet, but I do.
The way a single brush from his skin can send shock waves of shivers through my body, makes me know without a doubt that it's real.
My feelings for him are real.
I want him for the rest of my life.
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The Diary of Her
Poetry"I let her go because I knew she could do better. And now she's gone. I wonder if I should've just been better."
