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Brielle Oct 2012
The sound of your heartbeat
It's the rhythm that tells me to to breath

The feeling of your hand over mine
It's the small spark that reminds me to move

The sound of your laugh
It's the song that my life dances on to
Brielle Oct 2012
You don't understand how much you hurt me
every breath
every glance
every step
like a blow to the heart

breathing you in when you wall by
intoxicating

Our wandering eyes meet
I look away
reluctantly

i want you to touch me
momentarily
On accident
So you can feel the same jolt as I do
the spark
the flames

one look
touch
glance
and you would no how I feel
no words uttered
only movement
Brielle Oct 2012
His eyes
Big pools of melted chocolate
capture my attention and put me in a daze

His bangs
hovering over his forehead
casting a slight shadow

His cheeks
always tanned
Always flushed

Hs small acne spots
making him look older
yet younger in the same moment

Eyes describing so many things
showing maturity confusion
anger intelligence
sympathy
a longing only understood by few

his smile
it kills me

his lips
they ssend me over the edge
making me impatient

his voice
it lulls me
Calms me in my worst of outrages moods
a song that reminds me to breathe
in
and out

his patience
tells me that he would wait
There would be no pressure

his quietness
tells me he'll listen

his being
it gives me
a reason

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