Captured

In a room that smelled of lemon and cigarettes,

he wraps his arms around my waist, and we dance.

The heart always remembers what the mind forgets;

my heart fell from my chest to my feet in a glance.

His eyes bore into mine, to the depths of my soul;

I feel how I do when I watch the setting sun

I inhale his scent and I just desire his all —

the smell of an innocent child, how could I run?

My hands on his neck, I pull him closer to me,

and his body matches mine in every angle

His lips form a smile and I see eternity;

Could I ever let go of this fallen angel?

How he is in my eyes, words can’t simply suffice.

He is mine — my forever more, my only pure bliss.

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