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There’s something ample between us Hotter than a white tipped flame I feel we’re riding on the cusp Of love Where our hearts collide and burst More than a thirst; that can be quenched. Alas I do not know To the extent of which we’ll grow Unforeseen probabilities Get the best of me. Mystified by your psyche Stitched so carefully Pieces of you Trace me Goose bumps arise If only comprehensible I become stupefied When I look into your eyes. Thunderstruck! In the times of delight Can’t it? Won’t it? Just might… I hold on With a mental grip Too paradoxical to make sense To the notion of our                                               Love.
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Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 11:36 PM UTC
Untrodden Desire
There’s something ample between us Hotter than a white tipped flame I feel we’re riding on the cusp Of love Where our hearts collide and burst More than a thirst; that can be quenched. Alas I do not know To the extent of which we’ll grow Unforeseen probabilities Get the best of me. Mystified by your psyche Stitched so carefully Pieces of you Trace me Goose bumps arise If only comprehensible I become stupefied When I look into your eyes. Thunderstruck! In the times of delight Can’t it? Won’t it? Just might… I hold on With a mental grip Too paradoxical to make sense To the notion of our                                               Love.
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33/F/American
Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 11:36 PM UTC
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