good for me

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…and your whispers, (all Greek to me),
made my soul flutter, and lips tingle
‧
my mind translated them as it wished, —
living a dream, (want you to want me)
‧
in my lungs, I could feel growing wings, —
translucent wings, silky, caressed by lust
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my digestive system was overburdened
by cocoons' crews, ready to free butterflies
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from the forehead of love, I could taste
your moistened lips slipping on my lips
‧
like a metaphor of a poet, my eyes shone,
letting flow joy in a sweet-toned cascade
‧
the meeting with you was good for me,
while falling in love was a magic bonus

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