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Feb 2015
I crave your presence
as if it was the only thing
keeping me alive.

Keep me alive and well
I need you to survive, your smell
and lovely presence
is my food and shelter.

I crave you as my morning bed
I love the way you said
good night, I love the way
you sleep so close
just one door to the right.

I adore you as if I were winnie
and you were my jar. The honey
would be flowing, leaving, but
you would never be far.
prohibidado
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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