we stood in the doorway
his hands on my waist
the clock ticking loudly
almost in haste
he moved in closer
his eyes locked on mine
i long for his kiss
for just a moment in time
his lips met mine
and i felt the sensation
no longer must i wait
to give into this sweet temptation
my knees go weak
my palms become sweaty
i go places I've been so many times already
the world disappears
all that's left is him and i
and as we pull away
i feel as though i could fly
Monday, August 18, 2008
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