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i'm spinning. i see you. you see me. a curve in your lips lights and people -a blur. i am entrapped. captivated. I love those lines underneath your eyes when you smile. everything feels so alive. my hand feels the warmth of your neck. and i...forget the world. opening my eyes to a beautiful face. your eyes are closed. i think i'll just stare for now. examining your hands long fingers, that welcome mine. a smile that beckons the sun to pass over those hazel brown eyes of yours. i am engulfed in your very presence and my entire being is enthralled with every touch every look oh god look at me again. I don't know what i'll do. It's past the point of infatuation i find myself grateful for your body. laying next to mine. breathing. speaking your bizarre words doing this in your sleep. I miss you when you sleep. life is unfathomable without you. this is affinity. i am drawn. i crave your space. i need you. i want you. what are the chances of people like us, falling in love. you are my impossible.
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 1:13 AM UTC
Christoper Lance Smith
i'm spinning. i see you. you see me. a curve in your lips lights and people -a blur. i am entrapped. captivated. I love those lines underneath your eyes when you smile. everything feels so alive. my hand feels the warmth of your neck. and i...forget the world. opening my eyes to a beautiful face. your eyes are closed. i think i'll just stare for now. examining your hands long fingers, that welcome mine. a smile that beckons the sun to pass over those hazel brown eyes of yours. i am engulfed in your very presence and my entire being is enthralled with every touch every look oh god look at me again. I don't know what i'll do. It's past the point of infatuation i find myself grateful for your body. laying next to mine. breathing. speaking your bizarre words doing this in your sleep. I miss you when you sleep. life is unfathomable without you. this is affinity. i am drawn. i crave your space. i need you. i want you. what are the chances of people like us, falling in love. you are my impossible.
adrienne-nichole-adams
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 1:13 AM UTC
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