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Feb 2016
Miss being lost in your eyes
For hours at a time.
Holding you so close, I start
feeling your feelings, deep inside.
Tasting your lips,
sweet sips, sweeter than wine.
Making love to each other,
Soulmates eternally divine
with our, bodies intwhined
Your body becoming mine.
Missing you here,
But still on my mind.
Close in though,
Closer in heart,
Our true only distance,
is time.
Never really gone,
But never really there,
It's fine
Our moments stuck
on play,
as I keep pressing rewind.
Memories serving their purpose,
My heart doing the time.
Hours seem like days.
My emotions,
playing tricks on my mind.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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