His lips met hers, gently, smoothly, with so much longing. He kissed her like he was searching for something within her. His kiss didn't feel foreign on her lips but they didn't feel familiar. She kissed him harder wondering why he couldn't find what he was searching for on her lips, many before him had seemingly found it within the first few kisses. She pulled him closer, trying to help him find whatever it is the others had been so glad to find on her lips. That's when she slowly pulled away and glanced at his face, he looked so peaceful with his eyes closed and a small smile dancing on his lips which were still puckering ready for hers...That's when she realized that she was the one who was looking for something from his lips, she was the one who wasn't at peace.
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DUSK TILL DAWN
PoetryThese are the thoughts that keep her up at night, feelings that bring her to tears, memories she holds on to, moments she wishes she could rewrite. this is her mindset from dusk till dawn. Authors note: This book is solely owned by me please do...
