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Aug 2017
I wish I could taste your lips, everyday.
I wish you could grab me like you did, today.

I love you, and oh my goodness, your lips.
They are made out of galaxies, I've never seen one, but I think I tasted one today.

Your soul, your soul, man, you are so pure.
I love you, I love your flaws.

You fill me up. You take and hug and kiss the sadness out of me. I can forget about everything for a second when I'm with you.

Today, as I laid on your chest, I felt at home.
I felt as if nothing could ever harm me, as if you were my shield.

Oh, love, how happy you make me. How much I love you!

I can't wait to taste that galaxy again.
Mila Berlioz
Written by
Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
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