eyes that capture me burn and scorch through my very soul, leaving nothing more but an everlasting ache, lips that sends shivers and pauses me, yet quicken my heart at the very same time, such a body that aching for alone I just don't have the patience for.... patience to wait for her....
taken she... persistent me...eager to hold while she provokes me in mysterious ways, with a simple song of my name from her whispering lips, I pray she doesn't take this plague for an façade, for I wait for those lips to kiss mine...sadly it drifts... so I wait for that very last peace of sleep, until then my eyes I will never close... I shall wait for her....so I to shall drift for eternity
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Crushed Hearts One Sided Thoughts
Poetrya set of poetry writing based from a place that once was my heart...