To me, it had meant so much

When you pulled me into yourself.

I had only wanted to stay

Locked into this struggle, forever

With you.

Our fangs clashed.

But our gazes matched.

And I felt more alive

Than I swear I’ve ever been…

Butterscotch kisses

Over yellow skin,

Have their own way of making

The time and the place

So irrelevant.

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