your hands find my waist
(where they belong)
as mine clasp
behind your neck
(hearts fluttering fast)
while I tiptoe,
your head dips down
& our lips meet (halfway).
(with a sigh) I think,
I only want to kiss you.
(from now on)
your hands find my waist
(where they belong)
as mine clasp
behind your neck
(hearts fluttering fast)
while I tiptoe,
your head dips down
& our lips meet (halfway).
(with a sigh) I think,
I only want to kiss you.
(from now on)
What a sweet poem, Samantha. I love the parenthetical asides you add to it. Sounds like you’ve had a nice weekend! ๐
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๐ Thank you, Miranda! It’s too bad the weekend was so short. How is it Monday again already?!
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