Dem Romantic Feels

Here’s two small bits of writing that I’ve done recently. They’re all kinds of mushy-romantic-cute.

The first:

 

Your love hit me

Like a strong drink,

Warm in my stomach.

Like a cool breeze on a summer day

Or a freezing autumn rain,

You steal the breath out of me.

You are the answer

To every question I have ever had.

 

And the other:

 

Your fingertips on my skin

Sets my mind on fire.

Your tongue around my neck

Sucks the air from my lungs.

Your eyes searching my body

Drains the blood from my veins.

Your lips pressed to mine

Pulls the sense out of me.

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