maybe it was just one last time, I won't fall this time.

And then you feel it happening, stronger than the last time -

sweeter than the first and second, every moment. 

A touch is euphoric, reminds me of caramel with its smooth sweetness -

a kiss, a caress, a hug, a tap - all so sweet, so dreamlike.

And I beg to not fall - but its so different, so good -

there is innocence in us and the feelings are so genuine. 

Genuine is a word that doesn't often apply, but you make it so,

you are the sweetness in my belly - the colour in my eyes.

There's that new sense of relief, maybe it won't happen again -

because this is all that I need to happen.

Amalphiya


Just a little blog where I will post all written works. A little corner on the world wide web, my collective of creative writing. Enjoy, comment or spy. [all works here are originals of mine, Janet Nguyen.]

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