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May 2019
My eyes drift up to the rotating colors moving as fast as my heartbeat across the ceiling.
       I close my eyes and feel your hands gripping my thighs, pulling
       me in, closing all distance between us.
       All the blood in my body rushes down between my legs. I bite my  
        lip in anticipation, letting my body sink into the sensation of
       feeling your warmth next to me.
I take one last look at the kaleidoscope ceiling, bring my lips to yours and finally give in.
A moment I had to capture.
Noelle M Eithun
Written by
Noelle M Eithun  Warrensburg, MO
(Warrensburg, MO)   
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