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Nov 2022
i am comforted by thoughts of him,
the fire inside my soul when he's on my mind
is far more comforting than i could have thought.
and the way these thoughts present themselves to me,
can be a lot to handle,
and i dip inside myself
and god do i wish it was him instead,
to lay over me
and share in this passion in togetherness,
rather than in two separate places,
and although poetic now,
the act of touching,
is almost entirely lacking
in poeticism.
Written by
mae  19/F/on your mind <3
(19/F/on your mind <3)   
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