Let me savor,
Let me relish,
All of you.
This body of wants and needs,
Is a market of desire
Selling groans and moans in one section,
Trading whispered professes of love in another.
Feel free to explore,
Don't hesitate to ask for assistance.
This mouth is a concierge who calls upon the tongue to lead the way,
A nibble under you ear lobes is where the tour starts,
We'll take the stairs down your neck,
With your moan of approval,
We'll spend some time there.
Your lips then call out to mine so they meet,
You've found something you like,
So you choose to look around inside,
Your tongue, exploring,
Till you need to breathe.

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I wish...

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Your walls

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I see you fighting,
I see you not,
I see you trying so hard to keep trying,
Losing a piece of you with every sigh,
Everytime you close your eyes,
Press them tight and purse your lips
Restraining, refraining, remaining
In the fight you feel you need to keep fighting
You know what I think,
I think you know, that it’s dulling your glow,
That now it’s just a show,
No longer something more.
There’s a reason the sun doesn’t glow at night,
So we can stare into the infinite beauty of a universe in perfect chaos.
Maybe sometimes, you need to let yourself set too,
And let the perfect chaos around you, lighten your way.

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Dream diary 2

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Love. Life. Suffocate.

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Dream Diary

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Spin, spin, spin...

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