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Aug 2014
I miss you.
Missing on me.
I miss you.
Kissing on me.
I miss you.
Your tender lips attend to me so tenderly.
And your Love; my beloved so sincerely.
The way you missed me, made me wish I was there with thee.
You kissing me, silenced my heart, made my thoughts flow free,
They we fit together, your lips were made for me.
Closed me eyes, felt the magic; the way it should be.
Saw you standing there: picture perfect- standing there perfectly.
l miss you missing on me. Souls mate and our lips were meant to be. Do me a favor, don't just take it from- come over here and meet your Destiny.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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