Wilted rose flowers,
late night hours.
Its all the same when it comes to you.
The eagerness of your brain,
gives me great pain.
Simply because,
i want it too.
The efficiently profound words
that intellectually roam around
your natural body with the need
to discover,
uncover things hidden
within me.
-s.s.
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 2:07 PM UTC
Wilted rose flowers,
late night hours.
Its all the same when it comes to you.
The eagerness of your brain,
gives me great pain.
Simply because,
i want it too.
The efficiently profound words
that intellectually roam around
your natural body with the need
to discover,
uncover things hidden
within me.
-s.s.
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