Girl,
A heart's missed
A breath swiftly beating to a rhythm
Hungry and sheepishly thirsty
While my body constantly craves
Your stare and care…
Your tempting touch and dare
For you I'll willingly bear
The moments I've lovingly glared at
Felt, seen, held so close and dear
Girl,
It's not the same without you…
And
I cannot wait to fall back in those arms
I cannot fight but…
Wait for you to take this love
That belongs to you!
K8’s
The Performer
Arty
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