Stolen Breath.

written: september 8, 2008

shivering against the stone cold bricks
he warmed my soul as his sweaty palms
traced the contours of my body
from my fragile and pale cheekbones
to the sides of my quivering hips

his breath lingered against my whimpering chest
but his heartbeat steadily kept its normal pace
felt my knees give out involuntarily as i blushed
his strong arms held me tightly to his security

mangled and anxious as his dark eyes stared deeply
his severity and hunger were so alarmingly present
couldn't comprehend, let alone think coherently
felt my heart stop beating momentarily

intertwining his warm fingers with mine
felt his icy breath whisper sweet nothings
dazed and intoxicated by his every move, his every touch
couldn't find my lungs to inhale, exhale

the sunlight danced around us but i didn't see
birds chirped all around us but i didn't hear
wind blew cold but i didn't feel
moss floated in the air but i didn't taste

i was safe there
no world of mine existed
but together it did
forever, i knew i was there

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in CW class, the topic was to describe feelings without actually stating what it was in 5 minutes. can you guess the feeling? =]. i'll tell you... lust! hahah. yeah.... ahhaha okay thats all! i'll most likely be posting all of my poems i write from CW. k? k. night.

p.s. chivalry is dead! when it comes back alive, i'll bend over backward for it. hahaha

xoxo,

Kristine