We sat under the stars
As though we had some cliched
Love affair
It may have been
The darkness
That caught my eye
And turned me on to you
Leaning over to kiss your lips
To accidently brush your breast
I found myself
Lost in a silence
Yearning to be filled
With something more comfortable
Author notes
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OMG!!!
I love this..simply perfect! Thank you so much!


