As yet untitled… blurbs and words
It’s been many moons since I last envisioned you in my wake
I wonder how many times I have seen you in my sleep and
Tasted the salty-ness of sweat on your neck as I gently kiss, lick
Inhale the essence that is you
I reminisce of memories that I have fabricated in my mind to pass time
The desire that has
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