i will always
taste your lips
on mine
even when you're far away
the same as i always
will feel the touch of the sun
no matter how wide
the universe is
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waking
Poetry„this month has felt like waking up after a long sleep. a sleep full of nightmares full of waking in tears full of sleeping in with even more running down my face i woke the sun finally began to welcome me in my home im not tired i don't want to...
your lips
i will always
taste your lips
on mine
even when you're far away
the same as i always
will feel the touch of the sun
no matter how wide
the universe is
