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You were fast moving
 with the slyest amount of caution, 
forward but I saw the hesitation. 
I should’ve known from the moment you pressed your hand on my cheek. 
That extra second you spent in your head before you made your move.
 The softest touch, so sincere. 
 Did you know what you were about to do?
 How you’d make me fall in love with every touch, every look you made in my direction.
 You fell too, but never for more than a second.
 I knew how to play the game, you just knew how to play it better.
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
My sly love
You were fast moving
 with the slyest amount of caution, 
forward but I saw the hesitation. 
I should’ve known from the moment you pressed your hand on my cheek. 
That extra second you spent in your head before you made your move.
 The softest touch, so sincere. 
 Did you know what you were about to do?
 How you’d make me fall in love with every touch, every look you made in my direction.
 You fell too, but never for more than a second.
 I knew how to play the game, you just knew how to play it better.
alexandra-hunter
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
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