Your lips on my forehead,
And I’ve got that twitterpatted,
love-sick,
butterflies
feeling.

Your fingers tips on my hips,
And I’ve got that sweat-filled,
hormones-raging,
orgasmically blissful
feeling.

A Goodbye hug in your driveway
And I’ve got that heartache,
hold-back-tears,
sorrowful
feeling.

You’re more amazing than I ever realized
and I’m just waiting for you to feel it too.



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