(Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, cant-live-without-each-other love).
ATTRACTIONS, FLIRTATION, EUPHORIA, DOUBT, THE TRUTH
(the longer the better)
...And so dance around it. You draw it out. You tease towards love.
This is pure physical poetry. It's the thrill of communicating by give and take, the simple charm of tugging at another heart and waiting (hoping) for a response.
It's the improbably joyous celebration of going absolutely nowhere for a long, long time... all in anticipation that you're actually on your way (slowly, tiptoe-ingly) to somewhere truly marvellous...
WTF?! You're a Galaxt bar: 'GALAXY Never stop falling in love...'
Seriously?!?...Though it was some damn good chocolate! The cookie crumbel one is reallllly nice! :)
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