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May 2020
I’m so close
So close to call
To text
To drop all morals and patience
To let go and do the  unthinkable
To kiss and caresss the forbidden
To envoke in this mission
Of risk and passion
To feel flowers bloom and bees sting
To feel the flow of my imagery
Forget the past and present
To focus on the inside between my *******
To retract time and take a leap
A leap of youth and secrets
Little lamb don’t follow me
I’m going into the den of mischiefs
Written by
Shelley  New York
(New York)   
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