You held my hand
Like there's no tomorrow
Our hands intertwined
Yours fits perfectly with mine
Longing glances
Sweet light touches
Subtle changes
Pink flushed faces
Side eye gazing
Two hearts racing
Flirty smirking
Tension flaring
I held your waist
Like it's made for me
Our bodies entwined
Your back opposed to mine
Drawing circles
On your knees and thighs
Thumb rubbing
On the back of your hand
Hot breaths hitting
Sending shivers on your neck
Both arms wrapping
Your body to mine
-k.l.p
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Thoughts of a Mad Person
PoetryCollection of poems by an old lost soul. Let's keep these thoughts between you and I. Throw the judgements through the window. And embrace each other's vulnerability. It's my void of fantasy to escape the harsh reality.
