Perfect

by Larkky   Mar 29, 2008


I sit here shaking
hand clenching to my chair
you slowly touch my face
i slowly close my eyes
the slience,
this moment,
is perfect.
i open my eyes
the palsm of your hands gently holding my face up
i breathe heavily
your lips slowly begin to touch mine
"I Love You" you say
i grab your belt
and we begin to kiss
This Place,
Being here with you,
is Perfect.

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