Hallway Rendezvous

Love Blossoms

You sweep me off my feet;
I fall into your arms.

You smother me with kisses;
I feel your hot breath on my neck.

You maneuver your hands,
touching every inch of my skin.

My back against hallway wall,
muffled voices on the other side.

Lips freeze at slightest sound,
and flee when we are found.

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