I am on the top bunk, the ceiling tightly close to me.
I notice you laying beside me, or more like laying over me.
You look up and ask, "Why this feeling of unrequited love?"
Before I can say a word, you begin to kiss me, seconds apart, repeatedly.
For a moment, I become embarrassed that others may be watching,
but soon I give myself up, letting my heart fly away to you.
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