Your lips touch mine
I get tingles inside.
We break apart
Hoping it was a new start.
You walk away
Not making my day
The wind blows
As you continue to show
That I am loved,
From here and above.
Love can be deceiving
And be bleeding.
But your lips were soft,
I felt I left my loft.
Don't be amazed by what you see,
Because this...is only a dream.
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