peels of laughter, arm in arm - such good friends we'd be...
she pulled me to her and i realized the winds had changed on me again
not that fast hurried 'must have' that drives 20-somethings into teeth gnashing and lip smashing,
but the slow approach of letting each moment linger
burn an image in your brain for the multitude of minutes to follow
soft, so very soft were her lips on mine and i could feel the breath catch
in my chest, right before my knee's buckled as her tongue touched mine
which i think is when the world fell away
few things in this world can make you forget everything, and i mean everything, the way a perfect kiss can
what was i saying?
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the kiss under the train, the kiss under the train.. the experience was very and totally mutual. I couldn't stop shaking. The cold? I'm not sure.
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