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Yes

Picture a heart on fire -n- a soul walking through it, salaciously secreting saliva, emotions making crazy love to their desires, the levels of love ignites higher -n- higher, too intense, passion screaming for more fire, thy thoughts turn into crystals, then into diamonds, sitting juxtapose with the Sun on its gorgeous horizon, analyzing -n- socializing, cyber climbing, while thy rhythms rhyming, intertwining -n- grinding, this feeling galvanizing, the wind blows, advertising, while thy soul passionately pokes certain sections of your mind, thy thoughts turn into majestic mysteries, golden crystals -n- diamonds grinding, creating this beyond perfect feeling of your inner lining, holding private conversation with your clitoris -n- hymen, thy souls deeply diving, covered in saliva from the sun’s horizon, thick gorgeous fibers, falling passionately hitting the ground, searching for your flesh, do thy thoughts ever think of you, 4ever -n- yes.

I confess, your soul

Is thy soul’s quest

Waiting for the day we

Mate -n- fully -n- forever

Connect

Yes

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Lamb 365

THIS IS SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL!! :)I ABSOLUTELY LOOOOOVE IT !! AND I LOVE THIS POET AS WELL!! :) CONTINUE TO BE THE  AMAZING POET YOU ARE !!!;)

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