I remember my heart beating so fast.
Thinking and praying I wouldn't explode.
There was a part of me, that was afraid. I did and I did not want to know, but I knew I wanted to.
Our hands brushed, fingers tangled, arms pulled in closer.
We were so close, that I could hear your heart, beating fast.
And suddenly, as we held hands and we became further entangled.
The moment your lips touched mine, it was like we lit a match.
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Shades Of Love.
PoetryA series of poems and essays, surrounding the feeling and the idea of love. Exploring the different ways we love.
