by Chelsea Sparks

Created on: April 16, 2009

My face laid slanted on your chest,

Inhale, exhale

I rose then I fell as your chest fell under me

I was soon caught, back in place, on top of your warmth.

My body forming your curves.

My fingers wrapped around each other

Feeling my lips turn up to a crooked smile

I looked up at your crystal eyes

You are so readable. Your eyes say it before you do

"I love you"

"I love you more"

I hope you'll always mean it.

The symphony of breathing and words

They mesh into a clutter, floating up to the ceiling and repelling, disappearing.

I'll always be here,

So cliche.

Words don't mean anything. The feeling underneath does.

The part no one gets to see.

Our own world.

People only want to see and hear what they want

Sometimes you don't see what's in front of you.

I think about you losing you

And my heart thuds unevenly and catches again

My breathing turns shallow but hyped.

And a tingle of hurt spreads through my fingers until it reaches my head and I realize, that could never be.

You are my life.

I'd hope you would always catch my voice

When it had a hint of pain somewhere tucked deep.

Notice my different smile, as you kiss me wildly.

We collide into each other and hug for a long while.

We have something, no one has.

And we've always had it.The one I love.

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