Every time I close my eyes
I see nothing
but my longing dreams
of your breath on my neck
and
the vision of your
silhouette
rising and falling as
you soundlessly sleep.
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PoesíaA series of small things that cause my brain to erupt in what looks like words. Poetry, prose, and small excerpts. ***there are some explicit/triggering chapters*** ***Mostly dark material*** ♤ "It flows through my veins. Kind of like a plant that...
24 - Hold me close
Every time I close my eyes
I see nothing
but my longing dreams
of your breath on my neck
and
the vision of your
silhouette
rising and falling as
you soundlessly sleep.
