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Finally, we kiss;

How I've been craving him.

Atlast a long embrace.

Maybe this time he'll stay.

He whispers to me - I obey.

His arms take me,

his eyes hold promise.

I can feel him inside.

I will ask him to stay.

I will ask him to love me.

The thrusting of emotions

sends us into ecstasy.

His kisses betray him.

I know he wants the same thing.

Suddenly, his hands retract!

I look for an expression

only to find a hasty retreat.

I thought he wanted more.

I turn to my side and sigh;

I didn't even know his name.