Day one. 

Wild pulse, sweaty palms. 

Day twenty

Heavy breathing, stolen glimpses. 

Day forty

Timid smiles, gooey stares. 

Deposited pieces of love

Dropped straight from the heart,

into the large, clear jar. 

Breakable, and pellucid like my love.©

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