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Emma Jane Jan 2013
you touch me
just a light touch
a stroke across the face
a plethora of sparks
erupting beneath my skin

immeasurable curiosity
boils within me
as i raise my hand
so fragile
against your sharp face

you curl into a smile
pulling me near
showing me that
we are inseparable
and we kiss

so simple
four letters
one syllable
that manages to drench up
so much inside of me

love
fear
trust
want
fire

it seems to go on forever

though you must turn away

at some point

for soon i'm left
even more empty than before
with only the shadow
of that last kiss
etched upon my dainty lips

showing me that it's time to go

— The End —