October 20, 2009
The feeling of your skin pressed against mine.
So soft, so sweet, so divine.
Our lips meet here in this secluded place.
My arms around you tight, your hands upon my face.
I've dreamt of this a few times before.
Never like the real thing, never so sweet, never so sure.
Now that I have this wonderful feeling.
I plan to hold onto it forever, with all of my being.

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