All I needed was the
sweet sight of my name,
laying on your lips
to go into rhapsodies
about you… For on my
soul you had left a kiss.
All I needed was the
sweet sight of my name,
laying on your lips
to go into rhapsodies
about you… For on my
soul you had left a kiss.
Cyranny's Cove 
And the taste of those lips
Between slips
Of the tongue
Inhabits my dreams
How I wish
I was young
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And you say you’re not a poet…. Allow me to think otherwise 😉 xx
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