There is not enough air in this earth to sustain me. I feel short of breath yet so satisfied. Just to glance over and be able to see you, to roll over and be able to touch you, brings me to another level. I’m high. I’m beyond the clouds, floating past the sun, brushing my fingertips against its hot surface. I want to inhale you like smoke then
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thank you (!!)
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