parting from you is the saddest part of my day

soft and sweet,

your lips meet mine.

you smell like fire smoke.

my stomach is full of s’mores

and the laughter from being with friends.

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your arms close in around me and

I’m home I’m home I’m home.

your scent infiltrates my nose

and I inhale. exhale.

silently loving every minute of it.

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dark brown eyes, searching, smiling

the crinkles around your eyes deepen as we

pull out of our homely embrace

one last kiss

and then I leave.

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my lips are still tingling.

still tingling from the passion.

oh, the passion.