Her smile was implanted in my mind, a millisecond before the cold tip of her nose
nuzzled into my neck,
My thoughts was how could someone be so cold on a summer day,
while the sun still lingered modernly low in the sky?
This woman I held in my arms was a mystery to me,
Her ways, her actions, were far different then mine,
But I endeared the way she felt in my arms,
I lingered to feel the warmth of her breath on my neck flesh,
Yet I knew I wasn't in love, at lease I didn't think so
Back then, I always thought she was the innocent naive person,
Today, I know it was me......
Thoughts series: A random moment of my thoughts captured by my pen...
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