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The feathery touch Of your skin Is so sincere and warm My blood starts throbbing beneath. The bond between Our hearts Is strongly entwined Obtaining a new truth. Your breath, Your touch, Your gaze, All drive me sanely mad I no longer choke On my own loneliness Because you are my new clarity, Igniting a flame in my soul, Jumbling the insides Of my stomach In some chaste way. I'm naive to your potency, The fool... Letting your love Stain my heart With no regrets.
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Written by
GingerSnap81
44 / F
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Jan 9, 2016
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A poem I wrote when I was 17

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#truth#fool#skin#touch#mad#flame#stain#gaze#throb#feathery
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