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now or never The sense of urgency hieghtened by expectation - Anticipation. Moving in closer, to feel the heat of your skin. Testing the boundaries, the lines I cross and retreat from. Testing if we mesh, if the chemistry is correct. Testing if this will be once, or if this time it will last. Not caring anymore; just wanting. No speaking, no thoughts, only feeling your arm, your neck, your lips upon mine; my neck, my arms, my fingers. I only want to continue, with the pulse of my blood through my skin - my lips turning red from use - that feeling of excitement - God how I have missed that. The sun in your eyes and the sounds of your breath hot against my hair whispering to me. Whispering - never forgetting. I will aways be wanting - remembering the feeling; the feeling of guilty pleasures - And I will always be Guilty as sin, In your arms. Back |