Monday, February 14, 2011

Hot Or Cold



I love you hot or cold, 
wandering in or out 
as it suits you. 

Remember when we ran 
like we were flying, 
so anxious to be 
holding one another? 

My feet flew so fast 
my body almost 
couldn't keep up. 

You blanketed me 
in your cold/hot kisses. 

I fell in love 
with your lips 
like clouded air 
tickling my heart. 

Just thinking about that day 
releases 
a thousand small cravings


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