The moon hangs high and our voices low
Sweet nothings swim through each other's ears
Riding along time's unending flow
I feel like I could lie here with you for years
Although in the morning you have to go
So let's make the best of what time we have my dear
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Oh my muse, your lips on mine are like heaven
Living for that moment our eyes meet, and everything is right
Your body like silk, so beautiful, no question
Loving every little sound you make, gasps and sighs into the quiet night
Giving me scratches and love marks, the best aggression
Hands around your neck to your delight
It seems things get intense during these midnight sessions
- 11/19/20
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Krystalline Thoughts
PoetryA collection of love poems I wrote for my girlfriend, Krystal.
