I’ve written so much poetry with your face in my head
You- my muse, my lover I’ve never touched or tasted
but longed for in my heart ever since we met.
I have loved you that long...you with the darkest soul
that lets not anyone dive their hands into the gelatinous
content of it, of your heart. You cried tears at 5am and I was there.
The lips that have kissed away more secrets than I’ve forgotten.
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This is beautiful! It made me teary. So few words, so many emotions. Wow. That is all I can think to say.
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