She wanted to put her hand in his back pocket
And run her fingers through his spiky hair
He wanted to help her wear that heart shaped locket
He wanted to. . .but all he could do was stare

He wanted to take that hand and peck it
And hold onto her tiny waist
She wanted to touch his eyes that for her lit
She wanted to. . .but her eyes knew not the case

Their eyes lowered and
Unaware they...

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He easily closes the space between them

She’s near enough now; he breathes her in

But before taking anything else

His eyes consume the beauty before him

The flutter of heavy eyelids before they close

The parting of soft lips before they’re exposed

The holding of breath before being taken

There’s confidence, yes.

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