To holding your waist
Strolling in arm
Kissing your wrists
Biting your neck
Making you moan
I was excited to think of
Hearing you sigh
Stirring the gleam
In your beautiful eyes
I was so looking forward
To falling in love
Sharing silences and stares
Reading and writing
In the garden
I was so looking forward to
Making you moan
Making you groan and
Playfully hit me
Making you smile and
Kissing your tears
When things went awry
I was so looking forward
I forgot to look down
I forgot to hold on
And now you are gone
By: Daniel Smallegange
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