Your love makes me an ocean,
Your touch brings waves on my body.
Is this what love feels like?
I've never craved for somebody to be mine
But now, you're everything I need till I die.
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Efflorescence
PoezjaEverywhere my tears spill, Are buds that are trying to grow. Every bud to be bloomed , Holds an essence of my tears. The path that I've traveled, Leave trails of buds to be bloomed, I've come too far and it's too late, To runaway before this Efflor...
