The nights are always so cold
That I can't help but yearn
For the breadths of another soul;
Share the blanket and cuddle
Whilst in the inertia;
I crave the warmth & efflorescence
That your body inevitability
Makes
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)