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Jan 2014
What a lonesome night without you my love
My fingers need to type what my heart wants to speak
How am I to slumber in the deprivation of the healing sound of your honeyed voice?

I reminisce your absence 
As I dwell in your compliance
And in my solitude of heart I long  
For the brutal necessity of your kiss

And as my heart beats to the silent melody of the pouring rain 
I anguish in the comfort of your name 

Oh, I beg you
What a lonesome night without you my forbidden 

To you. Out there.
by lou
louvasari
Written by
louvasari  Barcelona
(Barcelona)   
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