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The thought of you is so serene,
I hear your voice as if you’re next to me.
Our first meeting I felt this spark,
I was certain that you were an angel sent from afar.
Then, the first time I felt your sweet caress,
My heart then knew that there was no time for rest.
Your gentle kisses,
Envelope me.
Its like you're a drug,
Making it hard to breathe.
I can’t get enough,
I think of you night and day.
When I try sleep,
You’re there standing in my way.
I can’t get enough,
There’s no time to think.
Your lustful gaze,
Holds too much power over me.
We’re like a game of chess.,
Holding dearly to our pawns.
But now the war is over,
And its only us standing in the fog.
You embrace me gently,
And tell me not to fear.
That the worst is over,
That you’ll always be here.
I’m scared to fall,
To forfeit the game.
But you whisper gently,
“I am your King…”
“And that will never change”

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