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Apr 2021
each night
i dream of you

the way your fingertips
dance so gently across my skin

a warm breath on my neck
rendering my frame to tremble with delight

enthralling my frangible spirit
by the mere sight of your diamond eyes

the saccharine taste of honey
dripping from the lips you press to mine

the things i would do
to finally be with you
autumn
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autumn  21/F/France
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