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Te ves bien
Our hands.
They twitch in unison,
Both feeling the want.
Both envisioning the
Touch of the other's.
The want guides
Our eyes.
Searching for what we need
In each other's scrutiny.
One of the few romantic languages
Caresses the minds of our hands.
It sings "Te ves bien."
!Te ves bien!
They're meaningless words,
Without the help of his voice.
I do so wonder
If his lips twitch as mine do...
If his breath escalates as mine does.
His eyes search for an eternity
That'll last just one moment.
In that moment I fall,
And I don't die...
They twitch in unison,
Both feeling the want.
Both envisioning the
Touch of the other's.
The want guides
Our eyes.
Searching for what we need
In each other's scrutiny.
One of the few romantic languages
Caresses the minds of our hands.
It sings "Te ves bien."
!Te ves bien!
They're meaningless words,
Without the help of his voice.
I do so wonder
If his lips twitch as mine do...
If his breath escalates as mine does.
His eyes search for an eternity
That'll last just one moment.
In that moment I fall,
And I don't die...
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