A Not So Sad Love.
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I write of a sad love,
but really it's not so.
There are many laughs
and breath taking smiles.
My heart sings of a love unknown.
Where it skips a beat when her dark brown eyes
hold mine with tender care.
A love where my chest tightens when her lips
her lips, my God,
her lips pull in to a gut wrenching smirk.
The moment her hand found the small of my back
was the moment I realized how long it's been since I'd
been touched,
been touched
been touched so quietly intimate.
Her eyes told stories her mouth could never explain.
When I finally felt her lips meet mine
in the travel book section,
all I could think was how cold
how cold
how cold her tongue was from her drink.
And the sensation of being kissed so swiftly and sweetly
was felt in my hands
my stomach
my mouth
my heart.
Her laugh sent a childish joy rippling through me.
The tender gaze doing just as much as if
her hands had skimmed my flesh.
I write of a happy love.
Where small jokes send us into laughing fits.
A love where the simplest "I love you" is all it takes
to fall
all
over
again.