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Styles Apr 2020
His fingers
on her canvas
make her lips speak
poetry
so sultry
he can taste it
on his lips.
Styles Apr 2020
I hope when we shed these shells,
our souls will find each other
in eternity; where we will dwell.
Styles Apr 2020
I want to;
                feel her bush
                            touch her Pink Rose
                       ****** her petals
                
  Until she spills
           her nectar
   on me.
Styles Apr 2020
Remind me how to feel so I know I'm alive
and that love is real.
Styles Apr 2020
Her hips moved,
like the tides of an ocean.
His body glides with her motion.
plunging deep in her depths,
penetrating her soul,
stealing her breath,
as he drowns in her depth.
Styles Apr 2020
I want to be
so close to her
that I can
taste
her breathe
on my
tongue.
Styles Apr 2020
The faster she runs away from me,
the closer I get to
finding myself.
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