Tuesday, November 3, 2009

That bridge is on fire.

My heart stops.

Eyes failing to wander else where. i couldn't retract him from my vision. my thoughts. my needs. Sitting awkwardly beside me. Hands to himself, filled with anxious but eager movements.

He glances over a smile.

My heart stops.

His hand falls on my chin and his lips on my cheek

I've forgotten to breathe.

My heart stops.

Heavy breaths and forceful hands. He kisses my lips.



I need him.

He needs me.

Our hearts stop.

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