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This Kiss


we stood in the doorway

his hands on my waist

the clock tickling loudly

almost in haste


he moved in closer

his eyes locked in mine

I long for his kiss

For just a moment in time


his lips meet mine

and I feel the sensation

no longer must I wait

to give into the sweet temptation


my knees go weak

my palms become sweaty

I go back to that place

I have 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



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