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*His lips press against my neck My hair stands on end and my fists clinch tight His arms rap around my chest like a straitjacket He is rough in all the right ways He pushes me against the wall His breath warms the back of my neck I feel him slowly turn me around to face him His soft hands wrap around my waist so gently I look deep into his light brown eyes His eyes pull me toward him like an inescapable gravitational field The space between us grows ever smaller My mind is racing at the speed of light Our lips touch for the first time My mind freezes My body goes numb and is then filled with a warming since of passion and love Are lips feel like two puzzle pieces that were made to fit together I finally understand what the perfect kiss feels like This perfect moment is stopped by a screeching noise followed by a bone shacking vibration I wake up to my life and get ready for work* -Jeffrey Sutter
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Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 10:08 PM UTC
Perfect Kiss
*His lips press against my neck My hair stands on end and my fists clinch tight His arms rap around my chest like a straitjacket He is rough in all the right ways He pushes me against the wall His breath warms the back of my neck I feel him slowly turn me around to face him His soft hands wrap around my waist so gently I look deep into his light brown eyes His eyes pull me toward him like an inescapable gravitational field The space between us grows ever smaller My mind is racing at the speed of light Our lips touch for the first time My mind freezes My body goes numb and is then filled with a warming since of passion and love Are lips feel like two puzzle pieces that were made to fit together I finally understand what the perfect kiss feels like This perfect moment is stopped by a screeching noise followed by a bone shacking vibration I wake up to my life and get ready for work* -Jeffrey Sutter
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Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 10:08 PM UTC
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