Unable to be pulled apart from him, <br />Her heartbeats resemble percussion. <br />Lips upon another’s they waltz slowly, <br />Almost motionless in their emotion. <br />Thoughts speeding like race cars, <br />Going a mile a minute at top speed. <br />Hands in union, smiling into each other, <br />What is a true day, without such sweet kisses?<br /><br />Stefanie Fontker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/young-love-44/
