infatuation


skin the color of cinnamon
his eyes light up and I'm filled within
feels so good it must be a sin 
I can't stop what I started I'm giving in
he brings life to my fantasies
sparks a passion inside of me
find the words and I cannot speak
in the silence, his heartbeat is music to me

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