To the long moments I think of you.
The look in your eyes that gives me the courage to say how I feel instead of burying it deep inside my soul.
Nothing can compare
To the way your body moves in time with mine.
The sparks of a forest fire rushing through the tips of our fingers when our hands brush up against the other.
The fire burning in my heart churns and I feel your lips pressed firmly against mine.
Nothing can compare
To the way I see you.
A being so elegant words can't explain.
As my heart leaps in my chest I feel the wall press against my back as you pull me into your arms. A safe and warm embrace.
Nothing can compare
To the way I wake up craving you.
You. The better half of me that always will be someone else's.
For this is a dream I can only compare to a kiss.
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