Bustling Heart

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You're the epitome of any girl's desire,
Everything about you is lit like fire.

Your boundless love has bound my soul,
My ticker ticks for the time you'd take me whole.

Drench me dear, in your torrential love,
And coruscating kisses on my chin's above.

The fragrant lines of my florid lips,
Are thirsty to be traced by your fingertips.

For your love, so tantalizing and true,
My bustling heart begs to you.

Sharon Mathew

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