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Jan 27
Her lips press against my neck,
sending a rush through me,
warm and electric,
a feeling that doesn’t stop at my skin
but travels deeper,
into a place I didn’t know could feel this alive
I watch her blink,
the slow closing of her eyes
like a curtain falling on everything but us
And when they open,
those beautiful eyes find me,
searching my face,
as if she’s memorizing the lines of who I am
My fingers can’t help themselves
They trace the shape of her lips,
soft and inviting,
then glide over her cheeks,
smooth and warm under my touch.
My thumb lingers by her ear,
circling gently, like it belongs there
And in that moment, I can’t stop thinking:
she’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen
Every part of me feels her grow and shrink on each breath
My mind is caught up in her presence,
my heart spilling over with so much love,
it feels almost too big for me to hold
But I’d give it all to her anyway,
again and again,
just to stay in this moment a little longer
Written by
Sean Maloney  M
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