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Dec 2018
I crave that
magical
wanderlust
love that
you gave me
in a dream.

our lips
dancing
as we wave
between the sheets
of our desire.

drip
drop
tick
tock
****

this is wonderful
counting the beats
of our hearts’ palpitations
as we enter
the threshold of
pure ecstasy

our bodies
colliding into
one being.


my body
fine-dipped
like honey
on your lips.


then I woke up.
with the thought of you on my mind.
Written by
blackbiird  25/F/A happy place.
(25/F/A happy place.)   
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