Sometimes I crave your head between my thighs,
not in ways that people would think of.

In a way where your head
would rest on my pot belly and I would feel your breaths give life to the garden in my soul
and with each breath you take I fall deeper in love with you.

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I Want You

I want you in all my future memories,

I will call you Love of My Life or Mrs something something and my last name.

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Picture Us

Picture you,
picture me,
picture us looking into the other
and feeling enough.

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