angel

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this is for you, 

you're only a distant memory now,                                                                                                                                       fragmented snapshots of a girl, 

no, a goddess. 

your eyes were ocean waves that threatened to drown me, your hair a silk curtain of stardust, your body a temple i longed to worship in. 

oh, how i wanted you. 

and not just your hips, your waist, your thighs,                                                                                                    but your soul, your smile, your laugh. 

i wanted all of you. 

and i still do. 

angel, this is for you.

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