We move as one,
our bodies intertwine as we do a dance we’re all too familiar with.
Your fingers wrap around my neck like a necklace,
while mine run through your hair as you try to break me apart.
Kneeling between my legs,
trying to know all my secrets.
Lighting fires everywhere you touch.
Leaving marks that only you could leave.
Taking me and my soul for one night.
Prying all the secrets from my legs.
You kiss me and shivers run down my spine;
a feeling I’ve never felt before.
You look into my eyes
the same way you always do;.
Yearning and longing,
like I’m unattainable but yours.
Perfect yet flawed.
I start to think that I’m in love with you.
No.
I know I’m in love with you.
But I don’t tell you,
because you are leaving and I am staying.
So instead I let you hold me in your arms as I whisper,
“I’m going to miss you.”
He holds me tighter,
“I’m going to miss you too.”
We make promises to call each other.
We make plans for the future.
But we know they may never happen.
That we will never see each other again.
I secretly hope that we do.
I pray that we do.
And I pray that you are the man that I marry.
The father of my children.
The love of my life.
But for now I will hold your hand and run my fingers through your hair,
wishing and hoping for many moments like this one.
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