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Mar 2018

Wandering outside
The fresh air caresses my skin
Music blaring from the shed
The celebration in full swing

Intoxicated teens dancing about
TONIGHT WE ARE YOUNG
You can hear them all shout

Roaming towards the bonfire
The flames dimly glow
I sit down quietly
Completely on my own

Warm arms wrap around me
Enclosed from both sides
who could this be?
I feel a calming vibe

I recognise his voice
Musky and deep
He whispers sweet nothings
My heart skips a beat

He speaks with a hushed tone
Lips brushing against my neck
Each word that is spoken
I've got to keep myself in check

The coarse stubble of his chin
Sends shivers down my spine
As the words become kisses
I wanted him to be mine

Holding myself back
As I wanted to kiss him right there
I couldn't betray my friend
And he began to stare

Exchanging a few more words
We spoke softly with each other
Trapped in his embrace
My cheeks filled with colour

Contentment fell over us
As we sat in peaceful silence
You Deserve at least this
He said, with a tender kiss

Dancing away the night
Still thinking about that kiss
We were both far too sober
To be making mistakes such as this.
Nyx
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Nyx  23/F/Shadows of the Opera
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