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He crept slowly up behind her, placing an arm around her waist.
Quietly, he whispered, "I love you."
He turned her around and leaned in, kissing her lips gently.
She backed away slightly, a puzzling look upon her face.
"What about her?"
"I'm over her...because of you."
"Me? I'm nothing special."
"Oh, but you are. Believe me, you are."
"No, I'm not...I never will be.."
"You're amazing. You're..different, somehow, and I can't quite put my finger on it."
His hand grasped hers, and he put the other on the wall behind them.
"I want to be with you," he said softly, and he kissed her again.
It made her melt, almost instantly.
"And I with you."
She pulled him by the hand to the bedroom just down the hall, closing the door behind her...
...And then she awoke.
The dream was over, and he was no longer there.
Two became one...
The two lay together under the full moonlit sky, staring up at its beauty.
He looked over at her and softly whispered, "I love you."
She blushed, a small smile creeping across her lips..."I love you, too."
He grasped her hand in his, giving it a small squeeze before slowly positioning himself above her.
He leaned forward and kissed her lips gently, then her forehead.
Returning his kisses, she glanced up at him, softly saying, "Make love to me."
He smiled...and the two became one under the moon that night.
I don't live to see tomorrow?
Would you be at my funeral?
I'm nothing you expected?
Would you still accept me?
I tried to steal your heart away?
Would you let me keep it?
I ended up in Hell?
Would you go with me?
I promised to be yours forever?
Would you believe me?
I said I'd love you until I died?
Would you love me?
You said that we'd
Be friends forever
You said that
We would last.
Now I feel
And in the past.
You were my "big brother."
You almost always were around.
You knew exactly what to say
Whenever I was down.
But now those times are over.
And now those times are through.
I just can't seem to lose the memories...
The memories of you.
~Amber Nicole Gokey
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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