Slowly,
calloused hands reach out for comfort,
acceptance, for reasons
unknown.
Tentatively,
he proceeds, his past glaring at him,
as his feelings beat a tattoo in his
chest.
Her
eyes widen, though whether
in shock or fear, he knows
not.
Intellect,
the destroyer of the best laid emotional plans,
slowed his actions to a grinding halt, catching his
breath.
Thoughts,
feelings, knowledge,
all are lost in the impending chaos known as
uncertainty.
Until,
SLAP, bam, BOOM, a decision,
driven by pounding desire and adoration, is
made.
Lips
meet, tongues dance across coral lips,
lives change with the acceptance of a man's
heart.
Painstakingly,
all reason, logic, disappears,
and with that, happiness
reigns.
fin.












Comments
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Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
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It's priest! Have a little priest!
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Fred && George
I miss you, Fred!
D:
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