Sparks and Goosebumps

Your arms wrap securely around me,
in a protective but seductive fashion.
An enchanted smile captures your attention
while my eyes are stirring with blazing passion.

I can taste the enticing sparks on your tongue
and I can feel your heart pound back to mine.
You press your body so snugly onto me
while our fingers decide to intertwine.

Your lips brush my cheek...sweetly tickling me.
They make their way to my mouth, eagerly taking possession.
I slide your hands onto my hips, you gladly accept the hint.
You counter my move by flashing a mysteriously blissful expression.

Simply one gaze in those ice shattered blue eyes, Im helplessly hooked.
Astonishing what I can witness through them, things genuinely there.
Butterflies instantly appear while goose bumps rush onto my skin.
I love being engulfed in these heart tugging, hypnotizing stares.

You whisper something positively absurd and cliche
knowing it will only induce a giggle to escape my lips.
Problems, worries, and worldly things leave us alone,
allowing us to be euphorically content, attached at the hips.

My heart scrambles to find a reason to disprove what was said.
My heart: programmed to be skeptical, defensive, and scared.
Something strange has occurred, something foreign but delightful.
Something I want to get use to because the past is to brutal to bare.

I block my mind from each and every temptation of thought.
This moment we are captured in is to heavenly to veer from.
My face: flooded with amazement and accompanied by a hint of mischief.
My eyes: playfully commanding you to finish what you have begun.

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