A pause
Then everything falls silent
save from the banging on my chest
You're staring
Again
Eyes boring on mine
As the edge of your mouth twist,
Lips parting ever so slightly.
It's driving me mad
The way you're making me want
to put my lips between yours
And yours on mine
Like this spoon
Only much, much warmer
And sweeter
But that I can only guess
And hope for...
Then again, my friend,
Why?
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