When my shirt hit the floor,
The feeling of hate was no more.
This was just what I was looking for.
A time to forget, a time to remember.
Your lips are on mine, I feel myself tremble.
Just close my eyes and live in the moment,
To act before we lose our momentum.
I don’t love, I don’t hate.
What you are is fate.
Giving me a moment,
To not torment,
But giving me fulfillment.
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My destruction
Washing over me with every notion
Every touch and feeling
Leaves me reeling
How can it be?
That you have this effect on me.
We are not what each other needs.
I try and fight to be free.
But you pull me back
My mind under attack
With a single kiss
You’re hard to not miss
We are volatile
Making our attempts futile
The definition of crazy
Doing something over and over again till we are hazy
When I see the light
It doesn’t seem right
An attraction so deep
so hard to keep
I guess with love
There is so much more than the above.
By: HonestLynne
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