It's the fact the matter the conversation can take a break... As jus being with someone is a comfort that speaks with heart rates... Moving to the feel of how close they can get the skin before emotion rips loose... Feeling at home as long as they're there with their truths bared in a silent room... It's the way words can never express the excitement of knowing luv truly exists... N to like them enough to lay as still as to feel heartbeats wanna live... There's a presence that takes place that no other can fulfill... From beneath the surface to the skin on skin that touches the thrill... The muted sounds tell no take like the response the body has when felt... Finding motion in every sense, allow desires to melt... At one an other in the same mindset of no one else will ever do... As whispers crawl upon pillows as sighs tend to move...
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