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Golden glow of the sun brushed against her soft skin. The pink hue dusted her cheeks making me want to kiss them.
But isn't this a sin?
To love someone, the want to cherish someone who is just like me ; a strong & beautiful woman.
Her kindness enthrals me making me weak to my knees, her aura of sweetness filling me up & making me clutch to the last string of insanity & control.
But isn't this a sin?
Those long eyelashes curtaining the pair of the most beautiful eyes i have ever seen, two brown pools of honey & glitter. A small button nose making her resemble a bunny and that cherry red lips that tests me every single second I look at it.
The need to desire her, love her, kiss her in a field of sunflowers; makes me want to not inhale or exhale.
But isn't this a sin?
Dear God, if this is a sin then im ready to be a sinner.
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Poetry[𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺/𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦] {♟️} you're still living in my unfulfilled dreams. ___ #8 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 315𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴⭐