I desire to have her heart;
To relish in her closeness always. Enjoying her presence While the sun’s touch grace her hair; Or as moon caresses her skin As I relay odes of care Through my lips and fingertips. Her voice is that of Blossoming pink petals Swaying in the wind; Descending from the heavens Captivating my senses Leaving me speechless As I try to fully grasp such An astounding concept. No one compares; I tried not to stare But that night She had my undivided attention. She’s all I need. All I yearn for. A taste I desperately crave #HerScent#HidesintheBreeze#odestoMadamDiva
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