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Longing

I desperately miss,

That angelic voice who speaks to me,

Those beautiful eyes which look my way,

Soft lips that ache for mine,

And your surreal body that dies for submission.

From there I go on a mission.

Its a long journey which I visit,

Every piece and aspect that is exquisite.

I wonder with a good intuition.

Am I reaching a one hundred percentage,

On your cores wants and needs?

I watch closely as he approaches.

"A goal intended." My mind had spoken.

Intrigued I move in slowly.

I gasp inaudible softly.

"He speaks the words you desire to say.

Out of fear you stay away.

He has partial chances.

That it could end in a rejection."

I desire mostly,

To be able to speak,

To whomever dares meet.

"That she is mine to keep."

Sorrowfully he walks dejected,

Heart broken from my blue message.

With a blissful smile, I sigh.

My thoughts sing with a joyous tease.

"She is mine to keep.

Heartbroken soul never had the chance he seek.

Crestfallen he weeps.

I shall mourn with thee,

The day she says she's leaving me."

Sadly I can only dream.

As she gets up and kisses his cheek.

Heartbroken, I look sideways.

To be met with my girlfriend's questioning expression.

"Oh, how did I forget about you again?"

My mind accidentally speaks something that isn't intended