Tuesday, March 25, 2014

| midnight |

place your hand on my cheek
and the other to the small of my back 
to pull me closer
i don't want you to ask permission to kiss me
but to know that i always want you to
that the simple way my eyes meet yours
then glance to the side in a blush
then look back up to let them meet again
means i want your lips to be placed in between mine
your  top lip
my top lip
your bottom lip
my bottom lip
pieces like jenga
stacked one on top of the other
until we tumble down 
like wooden pieces on the floor 
tangled and messy 
tangled, messy, little pieces of love

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