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Nov 2014
Do you know how much I want you?
I yearn for a spiritual connection with you, bound with strings of trust
You’re the sunshine to my day, my craving for coffee in the morning
I think about you while breaking up blueberry muffins and sipping on freshly squeezed orange juice
You’re the ginger to my tea, the extra sugar that I sneak in on the days I feel like I need the extra rush
I long to crush you in my palms, remove the buds of uncertainty, roll you up in affection and inhale you like you were the last molecule of oxygen inside of a **** chamber
I want you.
Thinking of you is as sacred as my cups of Milo on a rainy day
The smell of rain drops colliding with the soil make me coil up into the corner of my mind that you’ve rightfully claimed as your own
I crave you
Crushers and ice cream do not compare
Our conversations fulfill me, I’m satisfied by your every thought
Your eyebrows are the interpreters of your deepest ponderings.
Your smile Is the wrecking ball smashing down wall of security, you tumbled into my life knocking me over in the process.
I landed face first.
Bianca C
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Bianca C  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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