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Nov 2021
So I guess we made a mess of things.
A wink, a smile. Leering.... off beat touches.
And now we're here with pure seductions.
You may be afraid of losing your lineage.
I am afraid of losing you.
Its unfair but a bitter truth, attached to endless love and respect.
You could be my moon but that isn't you.
You could be my sun but you're brighter than that.
You could be the waves, the tide, the stars and sky.
But that still  isn't you.
You're forever.
A queen.
A Goddess.
A love I've never known,
No more, no less.
Give me your heart or leave me heartless.
Anthony van Wyk
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Anthony van Wyk  33/M/Cape Town
(33/M/Cape Town)   
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