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Those doe-like eyes and your rosy lips Make these liquid emotions collide and swoon -so when they mix- Infectious is the way I feel them bloom Inside my heart so smitten; I swear you love it too. I swear you feel it too. And I swear this space grows with graceful Hues: Orange-Purple sunset lulls that pull The strings of our two souls So catalytic, the strum that hums nascent Blues. Listen... It sings You and I as a Primordial premonition of truth, the Downpour like Tuesday Rainfall. And You? The pluming sensation reigning in my Skies, breathes when I feel you feel me... When I love you wholly, surely you'll see us Truly.
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
Tuesday Night Rainfall.
Those doe-like eyes and your rosy lips Make these liquid emotions collide and swoon -so when they mix- Infectious is the way I feel them bloom Inside my heart so smitten; I swear you love it too. I swear you feel it too. And I swear this space grows with graceful Hues: Orange-Purple sunset lulls that pull The strings of our two souls So catalytic, the strum that hums nascent Blues. Listen... It sings You and I as a Primordial premonition of truth, the Downpour like Tuesday Rainfall. And You? The pluming sensation reigning in my Skies, breathes when I feel you feel me... When I love you wholly, surely you'll see us Truly.
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worldeater
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
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