here we sit, under the stars... with our fingers intertwinedwith William Shakespear's "Othello" acted out before us.with my free hand, i trace imaginary designs on your arm, boredly.Unthinkingly, as if by instinct, i slowly move my hand from your arm,across your stomach, up your side and neck, past your ear to your cheek.you turn to look at me, our faces inches apartneither of us say a word as i trace my finger across you jaw line,just under your lips, and back to your cheek again.we sit, for another endless moment, just looking at each other.you lift your face to mine.ever so slowly, we lean into eachother until our lips finally meet.you kiss me, softly and gently.when we pull away a bit, i look at you again.ever so quietly, so no one around can hear, i whisper"i love you""i love you too"you whisper in reply, so quietly i barely hear the words.this time i lean toward you and we kiss once more.i once again feel the softness of your lipsand the gentle way they feel against minei want this feeling to last forever, and for it to never go away... ♥
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