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My Current Thoughts…about you

Emptiness fills where you should stand.

Darkness illuminates your body.

Time grinds slow like watch filled with sand.

Figuring out what makes you godly.

Your touch, your smell, your taste.

Sends me tingling, breathing hard.

Am I hopelessly relying on fate?

Counting the miles to see how far.

How long? How many seconds I’ll wait.

To fall into your eyes another time.

I throw myself out to you like bait.

Knowing what we’ll have will be sublime.

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