Paramour
When I'm with you, I transform into a tiny child, flushed and filled with
butterflies.
You allowed me to relive my lost adolescence.
Besides, perhaps your silence hurts.
You warrant each stars to dazzle for you in the same way that my eyes do.
This quiet continual solitude of mine
This is how I'm going to communicate my love without making it obvious.
A space where choices dwell is found somewhere between our central cores.
They gather like senses of foreboding deep in my souls.
Furthermore, they bite the dust as
unheard words that torment my spirit until the end of my life.
Great great well done 💖💖
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DeleteVery lovely... Well written 👍👍👍
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