everything you need

you gazed at me, I gazed at you;
instantly we've been diagnosed
as the carriers of love's bacillus

all symptoms accused us deeply
as the lips contoured us severely
with the cheeky smiles and longs

everything you need, — i became;
i am the lust, you, the wish-fullfiler;
missin' yo' kissin' is passion's thrill

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