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by xoxShorteexox Jul 23, 2013
Love, romance /
The cool hard body underneath my fingers,
pushing all the right buttons at the right time,
coming away with a memory that lasts forever,
that can only fade when not loved properly.
Zooming into the perfect frame of mind,
hoping the flash of light is at the right angle,
waiting until the sun goes down to let out,
the muse that has been growing within.
Shaky hands as I'm waiting for the climax,
hoping for it to hit at the perfect moment,
the one that I have spent my life dreaming about,
getting that perfect photograph that I can make last.I'm sure people started thinking that this poem was going to be perverted or sensual due to the first stanza, but I got you at the end. ;]