Heart picks up,

Violently slams against her chest.

The feeling so good it almost hurts.

The sensation, the anticipation.

She trembles just a little.

His eyes a mysterious riddle.

She parts her lips to speak,

Decides to put them away.

He always makes her courage fade.

The attraction is clear.

No reason to let in fear.

So he makes her hear.

Lips soft against her ear.

“I want you near.”

-M.A. Fernández

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