Craving his love,
His touch.
The hot kisses I can feel.

Warm embraces,
Oh so much.
I want to be with you.

Kisses part,
Not wanting to let go.
Kisses so hot,
It's a breath of love.

Craving his touch,
The fiery heart.
Burns still.

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The small roads
Is constricted
I can't reach at your home at all
Can't accelerate my desire newly

Walking out of mind
In another way,
Lost Address
After passing such a long days
Can't remember anything
All those demands of time

How else is a way to get lost in transit
Forget the way back home
But what is there left to be
Without the knowledge of my mind
 
Day by day Sounds seem like a fairy tale
Get lost on the road to losing forever
You do not come anymore
Can't call in my old name

However, yet I smell your hair gets wet
See the flowers to be born again
Anywhere in Another spring
Again I dream with this nature

All I know is wrong
But what happened at the time, causes
Love lives between forehead wrinkle lines
Exists as a single grain of winter dew on the grass
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Oh to be there when you wake, your skin sweet and warm with the echoes of slumber. To watch as your smile dawns, more beautiful than any sunrise that has ever brought my world to life. 

To place my head upon your shoulder, my fingers coiled around yours, as our limbs tangle in hope of purchase against our parting and kisses bloom sweeter than any gift man's heaven could bestow.

Oh to lay there in stillness, silent against the insistent morning as love draws breath and home is found within whispers of tomorrow.

Do you not wish to see the sunset? Rays streaking across the skies and the soft orange that surrounds you.
I wish for you to, it's one of the few times you smile. A real smile and not the one you plaster on in font of others.

Do you not wish to see her?
In person, when you meet her
And gaze upon the one you love?
To see the expressions on her face as she hugs and kisses you?

And do you wish to see my heart breaking?
You are beautiful. And when you think otherwise, it tears me apart.  
I love you and your tears. Your sadness. Your sorrow.
Not because of them or despite them.

You experience so much pain.
Yet that makes you who you are.
Perfect.

I always thought that you could fly, drifting in the wind.
For you are snow.

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I wanted you to know,
how much you love me
you told me that
division by zero,
and that I have never done
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@Musfiq us shaleheen