40. I love u till the end

Romantic, as love's in the air
that smell so seductive, yet so rare..
When close, her face smothered into my chest
That feeling, holding yourself back is like a test...

She's got a dimple on the right
To not kiss, between the head n heart is like a fight..
We can't call it lust
But holding close was like must...

From each other we couldn't stay far
staying so close we never crossed the bar..
Her lips were like that of a strawberry
the closeness sounded like the stories narrated  by a fairy..
We never kissed
but our level of intimacy never felt like that feeling i missed..
It wasn't all about she was cute
but i was a slave of her beaut... ^__^

- Pencified