Between the lines
we crossed to meet,
with hands that touch
over hidden seat.
That blue-eyed glance
across the room,
fed the petaled flower
of love in bloom
Soft lips, electric,
met in stolen kiss,
and hearts of skip
beat in rhythmic bliss.
Between the lines
of this sweet taboo,
you'll hear me whisper,
I love you.
..sorry I couldn't resist something sweet in the day that's in it :)
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