Our warm breaths bended over each other,
the heat of our skin we shared,
but the thoughts and emotions were always much further
from me, the unprepared.
Although I knew not what you wanted,
I gave you all I had.
If that was not enough,
please tell me, your heating pad.
YOU ARE READING
From the bottom of my heart
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