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morning rain

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you metamorphosed the velvety morning rain, and slipped smoothly at my bedroom window, — [a place very intimate] ▫▫▫ an aggressive sun's beam has surrounded you, making you evaporate, — i woke up... moistened... [the dream knew... why]

work of art

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to empty out my day-long tension, furtively, one of your piano fingers, gives care to my moans' physique, crayoning a work of art on my lips ▫▫▫ carnal, your tune unveils my body, laid to be explored, to be updated, in your cookies, with your crushes, [is in the mood for player's sound]

exploding

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like a waterproof lipstick, i'm carried on your dreams' lips... everywhere... i'm exploding with savor, — i'm the marvel alchemy you long for... and my love for you is chic... sits tight hidden in plain sight... everybody sees it... but, — nobody knows what or who you are... not even you, the mystic one who hums my name each day and night so... who's the liar... what's the lie, — the love... or what i hide...

mixed emotions

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my ears breathe your whispers my soul talks in your heartbeat dialect my mouth listens to your eyes' sound ▫▫▫ in a flash, my mood blooms, diffusing, — [mixed emotions] ▫▫▫ i'm uttered, i'm smelled, i'm viewed, i'm lived, — [everywhere] ▫▫▫ inside, outside, carried, by you, — [disparate madness] ▫▫▫ dreamt, waited, unforgettable, by me, — DeepBlue‧‧‧ paradise

divided

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my lips, pressed tenderly by your lips, have generated in a flash each of our conical junctions unimpeded, desire was expressing itself, flaring me with its absolute, making you leak inside me the moans, with slippery, divided tones were never missing, — have fulfilled our music-sheet

love u like that

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i invited discreet a mysterious dreamer i philosophized about ideal and fiction i felt suddenly a gentle tactile contact  i fell in love with a flawlessness i suspected such one doesn't exist who's able to love you like that… and… [mysterious] and… [dreamer]

love me

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you, — passionately gazing invoking me quiet you, — starved after my thoughts' continent you, — negotiated longing, owning merciful tenderness you, — choreographing abysmally my best self you, — love me like nobody else

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