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Feb 2021
I crave her warmth,
However, her love was filled with thorns,

my eyes sparkled when I saw her as if she were golden,
only to find the blood in her veins was frozen,

so close to her, I could hear her rapid heartbeat,
I wish our love were more concrete,

I wish I could stay with you one more night,
And Make love to you as if it were destined for life,

Hours would go on and we end up panting,
Now those meticulous details have me stranding,

Now I look back and I consider it my zenith,
But people think of it as a blemish,

My affection was myriad,
And I desired a longer period,

Whatever we had was venerable,
Oh lord, I wish it were not ephemeral,

And now I have been yearning to feel your skin,
But you repudiated it by committing a sin.
Alexander Rose
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Alexander Rose  19/M
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