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Oct 2017
His hands,
They glide slowly across my skin,
Seeking out my utmost desires.

Her hands,
Sliding slowly upon my flesh and lost in my desires,
I'm losing my breathe.

His lips,
They press against mine,
Whispering the promise of eternity.

Her lips sweetly pressed to mine,
Its captured me and eternity comes to mind,
Questioning "is this really happening?" as my heart races.

His eyes,
They burn into my soul,
Telling me of the love he bears.

Her eyes stare deep inside,
I try to hide a feeling as it seeps out and I melted,
Does she see what I see in herself?

His voice,
It sings to me,
Calming my every fear.

Her voice,
It speaks to me like I'm lost in a daydream,
Soothing the storm of anxiety that lies inside me.
Kori Tullier
Written by
Kori Tullier  21/F/Alabama
(21/F/Alabama)   
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