We were young
and our bodies burned
we fought desire and lost
over and over
and over
I resisted the tremors and aching
But your hands taught me to surrender
You caved first, and much more often
that made it all the sweeter
It couldn't be helped,
you desire for me
There was never anything wrong here
Not between us
Not while we learned
about passion
about lust
about the sweet things
Then we forgot
and moved on to others
where it was never the same
Will it ever be the same?
Was the feeling contained in you?
those blue eyes and that bold soul
Or was it mine to hold
and I've simply forgotten how to find it?
I'm dying to feel alive
Like I did
Like we did
When we were young
and our bodies burned.
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ReplyDeleteYou write so beautifully.
The way you feel is amazing.
It gushes from your words.
You are a beautiful wonder, you are.
I am glad to have found you, my parallel.
It's like You've taken the words from my own heart, found the right synonyms to make every verse beautiful.
Your passion is warming. I sometimes forget that the world isn't always a cold place.
If you ever feel alone,
Know that I know what you know, to some degree.
Know that you aren't alone.
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