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You
Atlas Rover Jan 2014
You
I can feel your skin,
Soft, like rose petals, warm like a hearth at home
As I run my fingers up your spine,
Looking into your eyes.
Your whisper is like a song, singing the finest tunes,
it keeps the fires lit, deep down within the abyss of my soul,
I can see your soul.
I can feel your dreams.
Everything you were, are and shall be cease to exist.
Our lips touch.
There is no you and I anymore, only us.
My hand travels up to your neck.
I feel your pulse.
My heart has no beat.
It stopped the moment you looked at me.
Forbidden games are thrilling.
you hold me close, and I squeeze you tight.
You take my breath away,
Yet your breathing tells me you're nervous.
We'll stay there together,
I was engulfed in your touch.
Still, I am more alive with you than I have ever been.
How did I ever breathe before you?
Will I still breathe when you leave?
Will life matter at that point?
I trace your body with my finger tips.
I have memorized it.
Every curve.
A road to heaven in my heart.
This moment in time is perfect.
That is all that matters right now.
Tomorrow may come,
But tonight will last forever.

— The End —