The gentle caress of our fingertips,
Symbolizing the merging of our souls in an instant flame,
The melding of our lips in the darkness
Brings rapture to my days.
I sense your presence within me
With each recollection,
As the flashes of memories wash over me,
Evoking the salty aroma of your skin
And your damp lips in the night.
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A poet that write her soul in this poetry….✨
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