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When you touch me my joy loses it's voice but comes out in sighs and happy cries the blood beneath my skin stops to savour your touch and dances like a whirling sufi under your starry skies when my eyes meet yours our hearts beats in rhythmic waves like a melody that i crave each vein of mine vibrates like a harp string pumping blood music which makes me sing.

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Written by

Shivam-S

26 / M

For You?

Written by

Shivam-S

26 / M

Published

May 29, 2014

Time

1m

Notes: #love #reunion #romanticism #obsession

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