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Oct 2017
I remember the last time I truly smiled.
I was in the middle of waking up next to you,
You turned around and kissed me with your soft lips.

People complain about morning breath,
But I’ve never experienced it before.
I wish I could have your good morning kisses every day.
The raw taste of you as my arms slowly move along your shapely hips to draw you in.

Carnal desires are by far my biggest weakness.
The thought of what our lives would have been,
Thoughts that slowly **** me.

I’ll keep praying for you,
You want to be alone but you don’t want to be lonely.
We’re not ready,
I wonder if I’ll ever be.
I’ll lock these memories in my broken heart and hope to God they go away.
Keasbey
Written by
Keasbey  New Vegas
(New Vegas)   
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