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**You've come again delivered by the twisted hands of fate swirling around my senses Just the idea of you takes me aflight I'm on a tilt, the axis feels so right Heartskips missing beats Excitement crackles the electricity between us It's not right But it's inexplicably addictive Denial is the only truth Calm over anxiety Eyes meet Heady Confusion Skin on skin, a pleasant courtesy A mere brush on the cheek Stealing so much more Than the microscopic dermis impaled on Un shorn jaws Lips that left heated traces Rushed prickles down newly flushed cheeks and into my cleavage nestled deep It's been so long So giddy but on guard I forgot the divineness of being swept up in your atmosphere Deftly, You took that heartstring between us gathering it into a loving bow I was so busy untying it I got tangled up in knots Panic under cool I washed with thoughts of ice I combed with logic I dressed in disregard I know what comes next The pain But we both know it's too late It's all started again...**
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Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
Blindsided: un-loving is hard
**You've come again delivered by the twisted hands of fate swirling around my senses Just the idea of you takes me aflight I'm on a tilt, the axis feels so right Heartskips missing beats Excitement crackles the electricity between us It's not right But it's inexplicably addictive Denial is the only truth Calm over anxiety Eyes meet Heady Confusion Skin on skin, a pleasant courtesy A mere brush on the cheek Stealing so much more Than the microscopic dermis impaled on Un shorn jaws Lips that left heated traces Rushed prickles down newly flushed cheeks and into my cleavage nestled deep It's been so long So giddy but on guard I forgot the divineness of being swept up in your atmosphere Deftly, You took that heartstring between us gathering it into a loving bow I was so busy untying it I got tangled up in knots Panic under cool I washed with thoughts of ice I combed with logic I dressed in disregard I know what comes next The pain But we both know it's too late It's all started again...**
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Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
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