'anxious Kiss'
The magnetism was always in our midst
we were too anxious to act on it
until that day fate took over
I can still smell your cologne
felt like I was floating
you pull me closer
encircle me
your lips brush
against
mine
07/04/2011
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2011
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