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Nov 2018
YOU
I walk in the darkness feeling your presence,
I feel your hands reaching out to me,
Craving my skin like I crave yours,
My eyes don’t see you but my desires do,
They dance in the moonlight with your desires,
They tease me, tempt me, tantalize me,
The mere thought of your touch sets my mind ablaze,
Don’t bring the moon for me,
Be my moon,
Written by
Priya Gaikwad
  170
   Jayantee Khare and Surbhi Dadhich
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