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DESIDERIUM

Passion, Warmth, Peace, Desire

Who knew such words could mean alot.

Yet, the mere thought of it, keeps me up at night.

Lately, I can't help the thoughts that clouds my mind; 

'Of us enjoying the beautiful stars 

While I enjoy the sweet sound of your voice like velvet mixed with honey.

Or the sturdy outline of your neck,

I can't help but want to trail kisses on it.

Just the idea of it, sends goosebumps down my body.

Sometimes, I beg myself not to think of you, so i don't get lost

Othertimes, I am left in a blisful state.

You give me feelings I can't fathom.

◄ UNTITLED 2

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