It started as a crush.
Innocent and virtuous.

But one long night,
When it was just you and I,
Your hand on the small of my back.
Mine in your hair.
Things changed.

A bond was made.
Made with low whispers
And kisses on hidden places.
Sealed with your eyes locked on mine.
Love made until the sun came up.

You are more than a crush.


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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