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It begins in my jaws: a tingling, itching vibration, then slithers, like thorny vines through my veins, to the back of my neck, and shoots downwards through my spine. I sit ***** energized, enlightened, stare into your eyes, and then I say it: "I love you... I love you." You say, "Oh, that's nice," but I can see in your eyes that you feel it too, the closeness and the fullness, that both our hearts are pounding the same lover's rhythm. I see you, reflected in my eyes, in my reflection in yours: the visage of joyous, youthful anticipation. We are together, inside one another, surrounding each other, and I can see it all. The smallest bit of affection, and the largest lump of love. I can see it, you see, so it finishes in my eyes.
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May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 8:54 PM UTC
Our Moment
It begins in my jaws: a tingling, itching vibration, then slithers, like thorny vines through my veins, to the back of my neck, and shoots downwards through my spine. I sit ***** energized, enlightened, stare into your eyes, and then I say it: "I love you... I love you." You say, "Oh, that's nice," but I can see in your eyes that you feel it too, the closeness and the fullness, that both our hearts are pounding the same lover's rhythm. I see you, reflected in my eyes, in my reflection in yours: the visage of joyous, youthful anticipation. We are together, inside one another, surrounding each other, and I can see it all. The smallest bit of affection, and the largest lump of love. I can see it, you see, so it finishes in my eyes.
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ccampbell
American
May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 8:54 PM UTC
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