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Dec 2012
I sit here
cold.
All I want
is to be wrapped up in you.
To close my eyes
and feel your hands
around me
The warmth of your skin
draped over me
Our legs intertwined
like pretzels
Twisted in ways
that only feel right
to us.
The moment we sit in
has no time.
There is no limit to how long
we sit as one.
So our lips touch
and instantly we are moved
Tingling erupts through me
Our eyes gaze at each other
through everything
In a second.
We long for the other one
The touch
feeling
love
To keep us in a moment timeless.
So I sit here
Longing for you
Until I can't stand it
anymore.
Veronica Emilia
Written by
Veronica Emilia  New York
(New York)   
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