Affaire de Coeur

Stolen glances
Bit bottom lip
Tucked away curls
Hand wringing grips

That sweet suspense
A dream intact
Don’t wake me up
I’ll die in fact

Skipping heart
Hard to swallow
Looming truth
Find me tomorrow

It could be today
We initiate
That eternal trip
In a figure eight

But then you leave
And I cease to exist
Oh, I’d live forever
If only we’d kiss

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