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Patrick Haller Aug 2016
In one another merged, we are driven,
because the reasons aren´t there to be spoken out loud.
The essence is, that it´s forbidden,
while kissing her neck,  she´s moaning the words
that are not allowed.


But in search of time, that does not want to be forgotten nor forgiven,
We try to be so profound.
With the need to be loved but instead get bitten,
She leaves the harmony, into something unbound.
A kind of love, getting experienced.

— The End —