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Feb 2016
I'm in love with who they are,
Yes they are handsome and smart,
But their souls are so very attractive,
Voices as smooth as honey,
Their love is intoxicating,
Invigorating,
I only wish to bathe in their scent,
Swim in the depths of their soul as vast and deep as the sea,
They are the ocean to me,
Bearing such a resemblance to the deep,
They will never know how much they truly mean to me,
How they fill me up with such glee,
The lonely soul in me has found a friend,
Friends...
A place where I belong,
A home...
Skin so soft and smooth,
I feel them.
I wish to see them,
But how far-fetched the idea is,
Good things like them...
They do not come near me.
Written by
Harley Quinzel  London
(London)   
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