...hands off
head up
heart on
all I can think of
is how perfect it is
and how close I am
to feeling it...
~a collection of thoughts, sounds & images~
BoA - Kiss My Lips
..."One can never help being born into perfection," I whispered.
He came close, wrapping an arm around my waist
so that we faced each other. His nose tickled mine.
He ran his fingers across my cheek so gently
it seemed he was afraid I would break.
"No, I don't supposed you can," he breathed.
With his hand holding my face toward his,
he lowered his lips to mine
and gave me the faintest whisper
of a kiss.
Something about the tentativeness of it
made me feel beautiful.
Without a word, I could understand
how excited he was to have this moment,
but then afraid at the same time.
And deeper than any of that,
I sensed that he adored me...
Sevyn Streeter - How Bad Do You Want It
...by now
my tears have turned to sand
Sifting through this passage
My footprints have found me
I've grown used to the heat
Thirsting a sip
I continue on
Storming these dunes
In search of cacti and lotuses...
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