Oh, How I miss you Jordan!
The smell of your neck,
The love of your lips,
The softness of your hair,
The freckles on your cheekbones,
The peace in your voice,
The world in your eyes,
I keep wishing you were here everytime,
Oh, I so fucking miss you Jordan,
I miss everything about you!
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Poetry[Highest rating :- #50] "His sweet succulent scent was so deeply sunken in my skin, Like the ink of poems absorbed by the pale paper. " ................................................... A collection of Random self-written poems, Both short and lo...
