i feel the ghost of your touch all over my body: your lips on mine; your hand in my hair. the phantoms of our love run through my head over and over again, yet the passion seems to never fade. i remember you pausing to say those words. the words that fill my heart and yours.
"i love you," you said.
"i love you too," i replied as we shared our intimate moment. our moment. our love. it consumes my life in the most incredible way. i want to kiss you, hold you, and love you with everything i've got constantly, but i'm afraid society will not allow it, my love. i'm afraid they're too scared of these cravings.
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i feel
Poetrythis is kinda gonna be like where i drop some feels and idk whatever i feel like writing
