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Sep 2020
Body to body I breath him in
Tasting like home I can't begin
Hands in my hair his lips against mine
Dancing to the music of the divine.

I just wanted him to hold me for a second more
His arms around me like armour I'm shielded
Wrapped in his scent for a moment more
Before reality sets in and this wild idea has yielded.

I remember the first touch as clearly as our last time
Lips bruised eachother when we touched it was sublime
But the vehemence behind the passion was nothing short of wanting
I just wanted him forever now my memories are taunting.

Have we been entangled since the start of time
Spirit to spirit making a soul with two spines
Theres something about you it's like déjà vu
Compliment we complicate in everything we do.

Body to body I breath him in
Tasting like home I can't begin
Hands in my hair his lips against mine
Dancing to the music of the divine.
Harry Roberts
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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