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He is passionate Overflowing with untamed emotion, magic slips from his Fingertips creating masterpieces with his hands He is fire Dry throat, silent pleas, match to gasoline, uncontrollable Skin devouring He is love Where nothing can become everything A halo of light illuminated in a darkened room He is balance The kinda person who makes you feel like a sinner and a saint All at once; You wanna see him happy even without you He is art His eyes compose irresistible stories but only to those who listen His tongue an abstract painting, each stroke so intricate; delicate He is sad For he gives his love endlessly, concern is his language He fears he's not enough, but hes so much more than he knows He is a dreamer In the eyes of the world doomed broken by design, all the things he Knew he was meant for; the sweetest ignorance of how to get there He is familiarity Sweeter than any childhood memory, you want to wrap Yourself in his embrace, you feel like its something you know He is
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May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
He Is
He is passionate Overflowing with untamed emotion, magic slips from his Fingertips creating masterpieces with his hands He is fire Dry throat, silent pleas, match to gasoline, uncontrollable Skin devouring He is love Where nothing can become everything A halo of light illuminated in a darkened room He is balance The kinda person who makes you feel like a sinner and a saint All at once; You wanna see him happy even without you He is art His eyes compose irresistible stories but only to those who listen His tongue an abstract painting, each stroke so intricate; delicate He is sad For he gives his love endlessly, concern is his language He fears he's not enough, but hes so much more than he knows He is a dreamer In the eyes of the world doomed broken by design, all the things he Knew he was meant for; the sweetest ignorance of how to get there He is familiarity Sweeter than any childhood memory, you want to wrap Yourself in his embrace, you feel like its something you know He is
when you fall in love with an old friend, Wether it be Platonic or romantically, i will love you always
aloeverauri
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F/somewhere by the water
May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
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