More by Valerie Mae (13, Australia)

Side by side we stand
Red cheeks adjacent;
Too afraid to reach out for one another's hand.
Oh, the things we want to say.
Screams?
Or whispers?
Love or lust?
Oh, the things we want to say.
But our cheeks stay adjacent;
Nothing more.
Oh,
How I want it to be 
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