i wanted to hug you so much i wrote about it
cold, crisp air
the night sky, a navy bluefabric
specled with tiny dimonds streatching across the horizon
your chest firm and warm
on my chapped cheek chat presses against it
your large hands lock around my waist
as mine are clasped around your neck
and as you slowly breath in ans out
i feel your hot breaths against my shoulder, spreading down my back.
no, we dont count the stars
for my eyes are clenched closed
i dont want this moment gone
i dont want you to let go
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