Cool Smile
He isnt someone I'd usually be with...Bizzare,
Loud,
Obnoxious...
But he fits,
like when
we kiss...
Hands pulling me close,
fingers
that
tilt up my face...
A cool smile
and warm eyes...
Soft lips that cover mine...
I realize that,
although he's older,
we are
kind of the same...
Drifters...
He isnt someone I'd usually be with...
Smart,
calm,
loving...
But I wont complain,
especially when
we kiss...
Hands pulling
me down,
fingers sliding
up my shirt...
And his cool smile
making me warm inside...
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