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The Adventures Of A Wondering Heart

Poesia

This is a book containing the poems/things I write at 4am. This is my own form of therapy, my place for unfiltered self expression. And if for whatever reason someone reads it and enjoys it, it's my own way of saying that you're not alone. So enjoy.

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My personal lover.

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I want a new kind of love.
One I have not felt before.

                          
I want a lover, a new kind of lover.

                          
I want danger and a little bit of madness. 
I want to dance with the devil,with his royal highness. 

                          
I want an epiphany, I want philosophy. 

                          
I want a murderer, a man with callused hands and cold eyes and warm lips.

                          
I want to be queen. His, royal majesty. 

                          
I want the world to fear his gaze, the one in which I melt.

                          
I want power and fear and a safe embrace.

                          
I want the devil. With his pointy horns and his dirty hands.
I want worship and demand.
I want the world aflame, while we dance in the rain.

                          
Is it too much to ask? For the love of a man? That hates all else but craves my touch?
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