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Goosebumps
covering my whole body
as your hand touches mine
Getting weak knees
because of your gentle kiss,
so light it felt like an illusion
your eyes
lie attentively on me
like I am a painting in a museum
full of beautiful art
I long for the feeling
of our souls connecting again
Like they are supposed to be;
together in eternity
Loving and holding each other
and finally being home
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Loud Thoughts II 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲✔
Poetry»To the thinkers instead of talkers. The ones with an exploding head but closed lips. To the ones, who think it's better to be quiet instead of telling everything that goes on in their mind and in their life. The ones with ideas and hopes or drea...
