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A foreign body lies close to mine;
electricity stirs the air between us.

I reach to pull him closer to me, but his arms have already found their way around me.

I feel his lips on my forehead, and my heart throbbing in my chest, so tight against his.


I can't breathe.


Suffocating, I try to calm myself.

He takes his lips from my head and places them on my own, breathing life back into me.

We lay, exchanging passion through kisses.

My hands find their way to the back of his head, as his hands study the whole of my back, caressing me.

I pull away, and concentrate on my breathing.

He lifts my chin and gently kisses my lips.

I lift my gaze to his dense, searching eyes. I can't look away.

No matter how hard I try;
his eyes are just too captivating.


And though he can see it in my grey eyes, though he can read it in my body language, and though he can taste it on my lips, I still have to say it.




"I love you."
:iconloveleighxjunebug:

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:iconmark000111:
nice describtion..
:icontruebeliever92:
wow why must you be so amazing at this kind of stuff? its not fairrrrrrrrrrrr =P <3
:iconloveleighxjunebug:
hahahah I'm not amazing at it. I actually think I sorta suck hahaha
:iconiplayjazzflute:
Amorous love huh? I call it "young love". My little sister hates it when I call it that. That's some nice writing though.
:iconloveleighxjunebug:
yes I would definitely classify this poem as young love, haha.. mature love is a lot harder to put into words for me.

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