Ode To Breaking Up
Consider salve thy lubricating lips,
Can moist sensations kissing them be found
and tender do the grasp of finger tips
dissolve the rich encompass of the ground.
Our explorations further feast on eyes,
prepares the intuition for release,
while magical relations improvise
motions for the while shall not increase.
I need to further venture through the mist
of one who gains momentum having trust,
and this is where I feel we both exist
the treasure trove of having is a must.
We melt where idle passions seem to fix,
are firmly pressed against residing walls
what heaven sent., the dedicated mix,
involvement as we both rejoice to calls.
Encased within our own as souls combine
the journey of a lifetime waiting for
has come and we're parading this divine
contentment is this guise I found before.
Need to have and hold has come to pass,
I fell in love before, it's not the last.
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