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There are only two things that i want. Your arms. Each one, delicate and fragile and protecting me all at the same time. I want them to hold me and fit the shape of my body perfectly and to complete me. I want your kisses to be calming. For them to whisper what i want to hear.
'I fucking love you'
I want to feel your collarbones against the side of my head. Your breasts and my neck. The smell of you finding its home. The wind smoking our cigarettes for us and our mouths like ashtrays when we kiss. You will run your hand through my hair and take away my energy when all i want to do is destroy the whole world. I would destroy the whole world if it wasn't for you.
Your words unclench my fists and your proximity depletes me.
I'll look up at you and you will silence me with an open-mouthed pout.
'shhh'
But i'll say what i want to anyway. Through lack of sleep and little time. Vanilla essence and folded paper.
Silk and lace. Forever and ever.
'i hope this is real'.
'I fucking love you'
I want to feel your collarbones against the side of my head. Your breasts and my neck. The smell of you finding its home. The wind smoking our cigarettes for us and our mouths like ashtrays when we kiss. You will run your hand through my hair and take away my energy when all i want to do is destroy the whole world. I would destroy the whole world if it wasn't for you.
Your words unclench my fists and your proximity depletes me.
I'll look up at you and you will silence me with an open-mouthed pout.
'shhh'
But i'll say what i want to anyway. Through lack of sleep and little time. Vanilla essence and folded paper.
Silk and lace. Forever and ever.
'i hope this is real'.