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Sometimes I miss him There are times I don’t. Like random flu shots, Like a stopover down the road. I’m not all over him - Clearly no desperate longing At any angle for his somber, dark eyes Nor enigmatic smile. Though I do admit - Gaps of the day, I use to fantasize Ever allured by the curves of his body Tenderly lulled by his mellow voice - On my knees, I am hypnotized. Visualizing the way he brushes his fingers Eminently against my back. Rejuvenating - it sends chills down my spine, Yes, my spirit’s taken aback. Oh, I’m in denial but if truth be told, Unravel the message… Read the first letters of every line and unfold.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
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Sometimes I miss him There are times I don’t. Like random flu shots, Like a stopover down the road. I’m not all over him - Clearly no desperate longing At any angle for his somber, dark eyes Nor enigmatic smile. Though I do admit - Gaps of the day, I use to fantasize Ever allured by the curves of his body Tenderly lulled by his mellow voice - On my knees, I am hypnotized. Visualizing the way he brushes his fingers Eminently against my back. Rejuvenating - it sends chills down my spine, Yes, my spirit’s taken aback. Oh, I’m in denial but if truth be told, Unravel the message… Read the first letters of every line and unfold.
Still, I can't get over you.
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
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