by dokurtybitz

couple stars
Hand in hand
Walking under the cold night skies,
Pausing to look up
Holding her tight in my arms,
Her scent drawing my eyes and lips down,
Cool nose brushing the heat of her neck
While my lips nibble their way down to a
She intoxicates me
Calling for my kiss,
Again and again,
As my hands begin to roam
Over bulky winter clothes.


image property of Meireles Neto

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