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Fantasy Reality
Love is an acrid taste as it pushes through my lips to breathe in the night air.
The moon seems brighter, I can't hide from him this time.
Seeking shelter from the storm on a clear night is not an excuse I can use, so I have to stay and face the music.
But it's a shrill sounding violin and an out of tune piano. Not the usual pulchritudinous melody that you hear in romantic films.
I had a "Weak in the knees, fall down have way he catches me we kiss" fantasy.
But all reality brings me is sweating palms and awkward glances.
Time doesn't stand still but seems to go by faster, the world races around us, but we just stand in silence waiting for the moment to go away.
"I love you too"
His brown eyes are tinted silver by the stars, and I can see my life in them.
This kiss is better then the ones in the movies.
It's real.
