Missing you... in the worst way thoughts of you cradle my mind. My dreams speak things I dare not say my eyes 'lay' upon all that is refined. Touch my neck think of your lips blood rushing through my veins I almost sence your fingertips as your image I try to retain.
Reason for writing:
kind of explains it's self---does it not=)
Birth sign: Aries
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